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Perhaps I need to do more things like this. IF YOU LIKE THIS YOU MAY ALSO LIKE [link] I could be brown I could be blue I could be violet sky I could be hurtful I could be purple I could be anything you like Gotta be green Gotta be mean Gotta be everything more Why don't you like me? Why don't you like me? Why don't you walk out the door! -Mika [thanks Kristi for having it as your ringtone.. Blue:[link] Purple:[link] ----- Swirl brushes from: brushes from:[link] Tree from:[link] |
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<3 Blackest Star!
great wallpaper, i'm using it right now
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it doesn't matter how you go into the fight, it matters how the fight goes into you
~greenbloodglenn <----- click here for page views xD
#theWrittenRevolution <------ awesome writers group
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"Calls The Serpents To The Heels Of My Foes!
Calls The Ravens To Pecks Their Eyes!
Calls The Jackals, Carry Thems Away
Their Children To Gnaw Bones In The Night!"
-Pagan Curse
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it doesn't matter how you go into the fight, it matters how the fight goes into you
~greenbloodglenn <----- click here for page views xD
#theWrittenRevolution <------ awesome writers group
--
"Calls The Serpents To The Heels Of My Foes!
Calls The Ravens To Pecks Their Eyes!
Calls The Jackals, Carry Thems Away
Their Children To Gnaw Bones In The Night!"
-Pagan Curse
you complete my desktop, it loves you aswell.
DT: <3
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The Eagle
by Lord Alfred Tennyson
He clasps the crag with crooked hands;
Close to the sun in lonely lands,
Ringd with the azure world, he stands.
The wrinkled sea beneath him crawls;
He watches from his mountain walls,
And like a thunderbolt he falls.
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"Calls The Serpents To The Heels Of My Foes!
Calls The Ravens To Pecks Their Eyes!
Calls The Jackals, Carry Thems Away
Their Children To Gnaw Bones In The Night!"
-Pagan Curse
--
The Eagle
by Lord Alfred Tennyson
He clasps the crag with crooked hands;
Close to the sun in lonely lands,
Ringd with the azure world, he stands.
The wrinkled sea beneath him crawls;
He watches from his mountain walls,
And like a thunderbolt he falls.
--
"Calls The Serpents To The Heels Of My Foes!
Calls The Ravens To Pecks Their Eyes!
Calls The Jackals, Carry Thems Away
Their Children To Gnaw Bones In The Night!"
-Pagan Curse
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