you know what |
FUCK
does it matter whom I am. Mine eyes see all that is, and in such make mine eyes cry. My name is unimportant... I am the destroyer, I am the jungle,the desert, the hole i am and...
Posted by on Thu, 08 Jun 2006 13:12:00 GMT |
mine horn grows strength of will |
For all is wasted if thine buirger bag be full. Full with. Wieght, heavy with care. Soo Impromptu is thee nature. For to make a hole for insertion, is to make a hole for ones s...
Posted by on Wed, 26 Apr 2006 02:53:00 GMT |
Barvondia |
From long and far we come this way. Only 1 will never know of the only thing to be known. Seer of the night-day fare the puzzle now, and call the forward of the cripe. NONE SHALL BEH...
Posted by on Sat, 22 Apr 2006 02:55:00 GMT |
Bringing in the peeps |
Brought forth well upon this day again. Forward fell into that dark night once more. How, when all I have cast forth shall belie the fronds which mark this place wall on for more than they...
Posted by on Fri, 21 Apr 2006 01:40:00 GMT |
