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Remember when we used to look how sun sets far away?
And how you said: "this is never over"
I believed your every word and I guess you did too
But now you're saying: "hey, let's think this over"
You take my hand and pull me next to you, so close to you
I have a feeling you don't have the words
I found one for you, kiss your cheek, say bye, and walk away
Don't look back 'cause I am crying
You guys are starting a band?
No, but I'm throwing sand at TenebrisNemo for taking my previous word, which was in the last three posts. I don't want you to turn into Sir monacle, now!
All the things she said, all the things she said, running through my head, running through my head (running through my head).
I was nowhere near ready when all it ended
So I hoped we could find a new day, cannot live without you
You gave me the chance, time and again in vain
Now my feelings for you
Every tear, every smile, paid in full
Wrecked the chain, but no longer can I take the pain
Pain, without love
Pain, I can't get enough
Pain, I like it rough
'Cause I'd rather feel pain than nothing at all
Paint the world with blood.
You're just waiting
For the whole world to adore you
You're so on point
*Collects points*
*Drinks pints of beer.... lots of them*
heyu evyrtbody i jsut wnated to lert your kniow thatr i love yoiu all; :love: :lveo: :) :0
Then Al dropped his pants.
Look, what I do with my pants is non of your business, I don't know why you even care about it. It just annoys when people tell me what to do with my pants. So I've had a few pints of beer and feel like dropping my pants in the street... who gives a crap? I'm not causing any harm, I have nice clean underwear afterall.
Look, I'm sorry that I've gone into another one of my mini rants, but I'll drop my pants when I darn well please, thank you very much.
Alright, I'll keep that in mind in the future so you do not have to rant, good ol' Ali.
If you had to rank everyone on LBPCentral's forum games, where would you put Ali_Star?
*Ran away safely*
I would rank Ali_Star right at the very top, even though he doesn't have a tan.
Running away from it all
"I'll be safe in the cornfields",
he thinks. Hunted by his own,
again he feels the moon
rising on the sky
Find a barn which to sleep in,
but can he hide anymore
Someones at the door,
understanding too demanding
Can this be wrong,
it's love that is not ending
Makes him insane to know
I am not a big fan of your avatar and signature.
A haggard man with tired steps and a loaded gun
Waiting in the glaring white mountains
By night he hears the wolves howl
Hungry, desperate souls
Dying a bitter winter death
Moonlight in his eye
A sudden move in densely copse
The bottom line,
A sounding shot, a tortured cry
And fleeing gaits lost in the night
Someday I'll be living in a big ole city
And all you're ever gonna be is mean
Someday I'll be big enough so you can't hit me
And all you're ever gonna be is mean
Why you gotta be so mean?