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11-22-2011, 04:22 PM
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Senior Member
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Girly girl femme Preferred Pronoun?:
She; Ma'am; Miss ;) Relationship Status:
Pitbull protected. Join Date: Apr 2011
Location: Birmingham, AL
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Bury all your secrets in my skin
Come away with innocence and leave me with my sins The air around me still feels like a cage And love is just a camouflage for what resembles rage... again 
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There are beauties who stop traffic and then there are beauties who grow obsessively in the hearts of the susceptible. |
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11-23-2011, 10:39 AM
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Member
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As a very feminine woman. Join Date: May 2010
Location: Sailing in a wooden shoe with Wynken, Blinkyn, and Nod.
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in the darkness
in the darkness We make love the promise, the premise in the darkness in the darkness Your love, Your heart, Black Magic I feel so close to you (holding you is all I seem to want to do) |
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11-23-2011, 10:48 AM
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Member
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Punky girly girl, glittery femme Preferred Pronoun?:
she, her, etc. Relationship Status:
Single, Recovering 
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Location: Ohio
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You can see that you're being surrounded from every direction,
Love was just something you found to add to your collection, It used to seem that we were number one, But now it sounds so far away, I had a dream we were running from some blazing arrows yesterday,
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 ~*~Smouldering~*~Suit the action to the word, the word to the action. ~William Shakespeare
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12-07-2011, 12:26 PM
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it's true
At night, when some of the boys get to talking up their girls back home, you know I tell 'em there ain't none as fine as mine.
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Every normal man must be tempted at times to spit on his hands, hoist the black flag, and begin to slit throats. - H. L. Mencken |
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12-07-2011, 03:33 PM
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Timed Out
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Masculine ones Relationship Status:
Permanently Banned 12/30/11 - Previously banned member under a new name 
Join Date: Dec 2011
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You'd know, how the time flies.
Only yesterday, was the time of our lives. We were born and raised in a summery haze. Bound by the surprise of our glory days. Nothing compares, no worries or cares. Regret's and mistakes they're memories made. Who would have known how bittersweet this would taste? |
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01-16-2012, 06:34 PM
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Senior Member
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Queer Femme Relationship Status:
Ethical Nonmonogamist Join Date: Dec 2009
Location: The Mountains
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And I'm feeling the pull
Dragging me on again And I'm feeling so small Against that big moon sky tonight
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My wish for you is that you continue. Continue to be who and how you are, to astonish a mean world with your acts of kindness. Continue to allow humor to lighten the burden of your tender heart. - Maya Angelou |
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01-25-2012, 01:37 AM
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Sarcastically Preferred Pronoun?:
She Relationship Status:
Unavailable 
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I. IMPASSE OF THOUGHTS
I can't see you I can't hear you Do you still exist? I can't feel you, I can't touch you, Do you exist? The Phantom Agony I can't taste you, I can't think of you, Do we exist all? II. BETWEEN HOPE AND DESPAIR The future doesn't pass And the past won't overtake the present All that remains is an obsolete illusion We are afraid of all the things that could not be A phantom agony Do we dream at night Or do we share the same old fantasy? I am a silhouette of the person wandering in my dreams We are afraid of all the things that could not be A phantom agony Tears of unprecedented beauty Reveal the truth of existence We're all sadists The age-old development of consciousness Drives us away from the essence of life We meditate too much, so that our instincts will fade away They fade away What's the point of life And what's the meaning if we all die in the end? Does it make sense to learn or do we forget everything? We are afraid of all the things that could not be A phantom agony Tears of unprecedented beauty Reveal the truth of existence We're all pessimists The age-old development of consciousness Drives us away from the essence of life We meditate too much, so that our instincts will fade away They fade away Teach me how to see and free the disbelief in me What we get is what we see, the Phantom Agony... A te spiritus noster devoratur et nostra anima capitur III. NEVERMORE The lucidity of my mind has been revealed in new dreams I am able to travel where my heart goes In search of self-realisation This is the way to escape from our agitation And develop ourselves Use your illusion and enter my dream... |
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