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Post by .Rabid Lycan. on Jul 14, 2007 2:00:01 GMT -5
Yay, I loved that idea! I mean... err... *cough cough*...... that's horrible!!! Oh, and yay! I got it right!!
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Post by Sheera on Jul 14, 2007 2:02:41 GMT -5
grr.. Blood Mist!
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Post by .Rabid Lycan. on Jul 14, 2007 2:35:23 GMT -5
grr... Avril Lavigne!
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Post by Sheera on Jul 14, 2007 2:35:57 GMT -5
ugh
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Post by .Rabid Lycan. on Jul 14, 2007 2:41:22 GMT -5
*growls, transforms into a werewolf, and rips her head off!*
*children cheering*
Everyone's fantasty, eh?
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Post by yetigirl on Jul 14, 2007 9:33:09 GMT -5
no... I have different fantasy
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Post by Sivoncé™ on Jul 14, 2007 11:54:37 GMT -5
hehe *pulls out vampire teeth*
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Post by .Rabid Lycan. on Jul 14, 2007 12:53:12 GMT -5
I have a better fantasy, though. I dreamt once that I turned into a werewolf and attacked a village in the mountains. That's what I want to do in my fantasy!
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Post by Sivoncé™ on Jul 14, 2007 15:33:39 GMT -5
And I would be the vampiric cat that hangs out with wolfie the werewolf...haha.....
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Post by mudfang on Jul 14, 2007 21:57:42 GMT -5
And Mudfang the dragon!!
I'm gonna put up a song:
We take sour sips from life's lush lips And we shake, shake, shake the hips in relationships Stomp out this disaster town You'll put your eyes to the sun and say, "I know you're only blinding to keep back what the clouds are hiding."
And we might've started singing just a little soon We're throwing stones at a glass moon*
Whoa oh, we're so miserable and stunning Whoa oh, love songs for the genuinely cunning, whoa-oh
We keep the beat with your blistered feet And we bullet the words at the mockingbirds singing Slept through the weekend and dreaming Of sinking with the melody of the cliffs of eternity Got postcards from my former selves saying: "How've you been?"
We might've said goodbyes just a little soon (Stomp out this disaster town) Robbing lips, kissing banks under this moon
Whoa oh, we're so miserable and stunning Whoa oh, love songs for the genuinely cunning Whoa oh, we're so miserable and stunning Whoa oh, love songs for the genuinely cunning, ohh…
It was ice cream headaches and sweet avalanche When the pearls in our shells got up to dance You call me a bad tipper of the cradle Tired yawns for fawns on hunter's lawns We're the has-beens of husbands Sharpening the knives of young wives Take two years and call me when you're better Take teardrops of mine, find yourself wetter
Whoa oh, we're so miserable and stunning Whoa oh, love songs for the genuinely cunning Whoa oh, we're so miserable and stunning Whoa oh, love songs for the genuinely cunning
Try and guess THAT! Sivvy, you prob. know it...
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Post by Sheera on Jul 14, 2007 22:24:58 GMT -5
sounds so depressing
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Post by Sivoncé™ on Jul 14, 2007 22:31:39 GMT -5
OMG I LOVE THAT SONG!!!!!!! THE CARPAL TUNNEL OF LOVE BY FALL OUT BOY!
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Post by .Rabid Lycan. on Jul 14, 2007 22:32:16 GMT -5
Fall Out Boy!!!
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Post by Sheera on Jul 14, 2007 22:41:24 GMT -5
FALL OUT BOY!
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Post by .Rabid Lycan. on Jul 14, 2007 22:44:30 GMT -5
Simple song:
We’re not gonna be just a part of their game We’re not gonna be just the victims They’re taking our dreams and they tear them apart ‘Til everyone’s the same
I’ve got no place to go I’ve got nowhere to run They’d love to watch me fall They think they know it all
I’m a nightmare, a disaster That’s what they always said I’m a lost cause, not a hero But I’ll make it on my own I’ve gotta prove them wrong Me against the world
It’s me against the world
We won’t let them change how we feel in our hearts We’re not gonna let them control us We won’t let them shove all their thoughts in our heads And we’ll never be like them
I’ve got no place to go I’ve got nowhere to run They’d love to watch me fall They think they know it all
I’m a nightmare, a disaster That’s what they always said I’m a lost cause, not a hero But I’ll make it on my own I’ve gotta prove them wrong It's me against the world
Me against the world
Now I’m sick of this waiting So come on and take your shot You can spit all your insults But nothing you say’s gonna change us You can sit there and judge me Say what you want to We’ll never let you win
I’m a nightmare, a disaster That’s what they always said I’m a lost cause, not a hero But I’ll make it on my own Me against the world
I’m a nightmare, a disaster That’s what they always said I’m a lost cause, not a hero But I’ll make it on my own I’ve gotta prove them wrong They’ll never bring us down We’ll never fall in line I’ll make it on my own Me against the world
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