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| Prussia | Jul 5 2011, 11:15 PM Post #2771 |
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Gilbert Beilschmidt
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"You should know since it's your leg." he explained. |
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"It's all a game, avoiding failure, when true colors will bleed All in the name of misbehavior and the things we don't need I lust for after no disaster can touch, touch us anymore And more than ever, I hope to never fall, where enough is not the same it was before Come feed the rain... 'cause I'm thirsty for your love dancing underneath the skies of lust Yeah, feed the rain 'cause without your love my life ain't nothing but this carnival of rust" | |
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| Russia | Jul 5 2011, 11:27 PM Post #2772 |
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Ivan Braginski
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Russia flipped him off, glaring at him. I am sick of you being a dick when you know that I cannot fucking answer you. He wanted to say. |
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"Metropolis, Has nothing on this You're breathing in fumes, I taste when we kiss Take my hand Come back to the land Where everything's ours For a few hours Let me see you Stripped down to the bone Let me see you Stripped down to the bone Let me hear you, Make decisions Without your television Let me hear you speaking Just for me" | |
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| Prussia | Jul 5 2011, 11:28 PM Post #2773 |
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Gilbert Beilschmidt
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Prussia frowned at him, "You could have just nodded your head yes or shook your head no." |
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"It's all a game, avoiding failure, when true colors will bleed All in the name of misbehavior and the things we don't need I lust for after no disaster can touch, touch us anymore And more than ever, I hope to never fall, where enough is not the same it was before Come feed the rain... 'cause I'm thirsty for your love dancing underneath the skies of lust Yeah, feed the rain 'cause without your love my life ain't nothing but this carnival of rust" | |
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| Russia | Jul 5 2011, 11:32 PM Post #2774 |
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Ivan Braginski
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Russia just shook is head, grabbing his original paper pad. 'Then you would have asked a 'yes' or 'no' question. |
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"Metropolis, Has nothing on this You're breathing in fumes, I taste when we kiss Take my hand Come back to the land Where everything's ours For a few hours Let me see you Stripped down to the bone Let me see you Stripped down to the bone Let me hear you, Make decisions Without your television Let me hear you speaking Just for me" | |
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| Prussia | Jul 6 2011, 07:05 AM Post #2775 |
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Gilbert Beilschmidt
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"It was kind of a yes or no question."
Edited by Prussia, Jul 6 2011, 07:06 AM.
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"It's all a game, avoiding failure, when true colors will bleed All in the name of misbehavior and the things we don't need I lust for after no disaster can touch, touch us anymore And more than ever, I hope to never fall, where enough is not the same it was before Come feed the rain... 'cause I'm thirsty for your love dancing underneath the skies of lust Yeah, feed the rain 'cause without your love my life ain't nothing but this carnival of rust" | |
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| Russia | Jul 6 2011, 12:50 PM Post #2776 |
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Ivan Braginski
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No, it was not a |
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"Metropolis, Has nothing on this You're breathing in fumes, I taste when we kiss Take my hand Come back to the land Where everything's ours For a few hours Let me see you Stripped down to the bone Let me see you Stripped down to the bone Let me hear you, Make decisions Without your television Let me hear you speaking Just for me" | |
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| Prussia | Jul 6 2011, 06:50 PM Post #2777 |
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Gilbert Beilschmidt
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"I just asked a question...I didn't think about it to make it a sure yes or no question." |
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"It's all a game, avoiding failure, when true colors will bleed All in the name of misbehavior and the things we don't need I lust for after no disaster can touch, touch us anymore And more than ever, I hope to never fall, where enough is not the same it was before Come feed the rain... 'cause I'm thirsty for your love dancing underneath the skies of lust Yeah, feed the rain 'cause without your love my life ain't nothing but this carnival of rust" | |
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| Russia | Jul 6 2011, 08:58 PM Post #2778 |
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Ivan Braginski
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Russia rolled his eyes, tossing his notepad aside before he pulled the blanket back over his head. |
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"Metropolis, Has nothing on this You're breathing in fumes, I taste when we kiss Take my hand Come back to the land Where everything's ours For a few hours Let me see you Stripped down to the bone Let me see you Stripped down to the bone Let me hear you, Make decisions Without your television Let me hear you speaking Just for me" | |
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| Prussia | Jul 6 2011, 09:01 PM Post #2779 |
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Gilbert Beilschmidt
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Prussia sighed a little and just kept Russia close. |
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"It's all a game, avoiding failure, when true colors will bleed All in the name of misbehavior and the things we don't need I lust for after no disaster can touch, touch us anymore And more than ever, I hope to never fall, where enough is not the same it was before Come feed the rain... 'cause I'm thirsty for your love dancing underneath the skies of lust Yeah, feed the rain 'cause without your love my life ain't nothing but this carnival of rust" | |
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| Russia | Jul 6 2011, 09:15 PM Post #2780 |
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Ivan Braginski
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Russia didn't awknowledge his touch, still frowning. |
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"Metropolis, Has nothing on this You're breathing in fumes, I taste when we kiss Take my hand Come back to the land Where everything's ours For a few hours Let me see you Stripped down to the bone Let me see you Stripped down to the bone Let me hear you, Make decisions Without your television Let me hear you speaking Just for me" | |
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