

By Any Other NameCurious children are chaos for calling calamities... Love for the revolution. The idea. The movement where ever it may be and end up. Whether it is ending beginning and failing. Or all together waning with a whistling wind. We each are putting up our faces to front the failing world of fear frowns and feeling.By Any Other Name
A momentous occasion. Breathing in the blistering bastard sun. They raise their wanted unwilling heads for another day in disguise. So that they may speak out and once again rise. Her flag patriotically waves in dissent. Its folds mark each wrong doing, infinite in the tattering wind. His fist flies faithfully through
where do you live out in this shithole of a state?
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I am a member of =Death-Chicks
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I want to believe.
I truly do.
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"Cuando hay educacion no hay distincion de clases" Confucio
i LUB YA!
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thanks for the fav and welcome to DA!!
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- I wonder where that fish has gone.
- You did love it so. You looked after it like a son.
- AND IT WENT WHEREVER I DID GO.
- Is it in the cupboard?
- Yes! No!
- Wouldn't you like to know. It was a lovely little fish
- AND IT WENT WHEREVER I DID GO.
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