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| Prussia | Dec 21 2010, 03:43 AM Post #1021 |
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Gilbert Beilschmidt
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"Mostly better." he answered trying not to sound too abnormal. |
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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 | Dec 21 2010, 03:47 AM Post #1022 |
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Ivan Braginski
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Russia lay next to him and stroked his hair. "What's wrong?" |
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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 | Dec 21 2010, 03:48 AM Post #1023 |
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Gilbert Beilschmidt
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"They must've used, more than... you did." he said deciding just not to try and hide the fact that he was breathing heavily again. Why can't he just rid of the damn things? |
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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 | Dec 21 2010, 12:52 PM Post #1024 |
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Ivan Braginski
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Russia sighed and stroked his cheek lightly, kissing his forehead. "I'm sorry about that." He then remembered something. "Don't drink anything in this house that the others would usually drink." |
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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 | Dec 21 2010, 12:59 PM Post #1025 |
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Gilbert Beilschmidt
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"So pretty much don't drink beer." Kaliningard stated rasining his eyebrow a bit. |
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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 | Dec 21 2010, 06:33 PM Post #1026 |
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Ivan Braginski
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"Pretty much." Russia replied, kissing him lightly. |
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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 | Dec 21 2010, 06:37 PM Post #1027 |
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Gilbert Beilschmidt
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Kaliningrad kissed him back moving to sit up with him. |
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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 | Dec 21 2010, 06:50 PM Post #1028 |
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Ivan Braginski
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Russia smiled against his lips and lightly stroked his cheek. |
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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 | Dec 21 2010, 06:52 PM Post #1029 |
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Gilbert Beilschmidt
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Kaliningrad soon pulled away and rested his head on his shoulder. |
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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 | Dec 21 2010, 09:44 PM Post #1030 |
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Ivan Braginski
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"Is the aphrodisiac bothering you?" Russia asked, rubbing his back. |
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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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