

Leg log - 3At long last, the answer as to why Greg was continually squishing smurfs over at the local pizza joint was found. Please refer to the above picture, taking great notice of the highlighted area.Leg log - 3
Having neatly rooted out the location of the smurf secret hideout, I did a victory strut, and then gathered my Leg Breaker Society posse. We, with ball bats in hand, headed out for Fargo, I relishing the realization that soon, yes very soon now, I would know the answer to the question, ‘if you choke a smurf, what color does it turn?’ Meanwhile, Amy and Greg were left with the task of seeing to the safety and non-blu


MinusIt is a good spot I have chosen. I look up, and through the slates of wood I can see blue sky, some clouds, and enough of the tree to keep myself entertained watching the birds. It is peaceful and safe here. THEY keep the unwanted from pestering me. THEY protect my space and me, as I once did them. The peace affords me time to reminisce, and I find that all I can remember is my life here, with these people. There is twittering in the tree. I look up, and the green leaves fluttering on the breeze remind me of the fun I had climbing that tree, of the green scent that surrounded me when I lay within the canopy, and of theMinus


I will think of youToday I will think of you, and remember all the things you taught me, every little thing. How to hate and how to love, and when to masquerade.I will think of you
How to give and how to take, and knowing when it 's enough. How to laugh, how to cry, and how to wonder why. How to look and how to learn, and how to say goodbye. How to wish and how to dream, and when it doesn't mean a thing, How to hurt and how to heal, and knowing when to try. Today I will think of you, and I will remember - and I will miss you.


Of cigarette buds and tearsHeavy cloud of smoke, An old mug filled with coffee, Rain out the window, Silence was there.Of cigarette buds and tears
A leaf fall down the tree, A small river appear, The room darkens, Caging me in darkness.
One after another, There was light and dark again, With cigarette on one hand, And tears down my cheek.
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yumemitai
~like a dream~
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Bitch and you shall recieve
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yumemitai
~like a dream~
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