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cheap_mondays a écrit :

http://www.lastfm.it/music/Cheap+Mondays free songs from our debut album ^^

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heeheeshabutie a écrit :

my name on what is heeheeshabutie, how about you? we should for real hang out at nerdapalooza, since ill be down there from louisville alone!

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heeheeshabutie a écrit :

you has good tastes.

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loveforfranz a écrit :

hey it was nice meeting u in line at the virgins. what a killer show, huh? i loved the opening acts too. lol i was stoked when lissy trullie asked me from stage if i was wearing a locals only shirt.

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Naimina a écrit :

The only drug I am on is my love for you <3<3<33 :D

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Naimina a écrit :

Well when you are high, like you always was, your pupils dilate and yours did a lot. Your pupils were just a big dark sea of black.. It's kind of care to much about someone who ignores you when you only wants to help them get out that hell they were living in. But I guess you were too good for my help. I guess this is goodbye. Just don't die.

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Naimina a écrit :

Please explain then. What could you, sitting in his lap with his lips pressed to your neck possibly mean? I am afraid I might be narrow-minded but I only see one explanation. I really need the truth. Not some hollow lie or half-truth. The real pure harsh truth. Then perhaps I could treasure the memories of how the stars were reflected in your deep dark eyes. And perhaps, just perhaps, I could remember those sunday mornings in the winter when we sat naked in the bed just eating breakfast and had the news on but not paying attention to anything else but each other. But only if you tell me the truth, no matter what the truth is.

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Naimina a écrit :

How could I ever forget those hot summer nights when we sat on Dennis' roof? Those were the best days of my life. Oh how I search through the memories to find that one step we took in the wrong direction, but alas, I can't find it. I only get lost in the dark forest of my thoughts, strangled by the memories of the abyss that swallowed me at that party when I saw you in.. Evan's arms. I can't think about you without seeing that in the back of my mind anymore.

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