Those walls seem to have dead gay smurf innards spread over them.
Those walls seem to have dead gay smurf innards spread over them.
Le fucking boredom.
/gone
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I think I somehow... cut the inside of my nostril where it meets my esophagus or something. This hurts.![]()
As I was walking down the stair,
I met a man who wasn't there.
He wasn't there again today.
I wish, I wish he'd go away.
Angels and Airwaves.
I like them, but... I'm getting tired of the whole "One band, one sound" thing they've got going on.