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| Prussia | Dec 11 2010, 12:40 AM Post #691 |
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Gilbert Beilschmidt
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Once they got home the three Prussias got out and stretched. |
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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 11 2010, 12:42 AM Post #692 |
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Ivan Braginski
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Russia yawned and headed inside, heading towards the room. He changed into pajama pants and plopped down onto the bed, sighing 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 11 2010, 12:44 AM Post #693 |
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Gilbert Beilschmidt
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The two Prussias weren't even tired and they really wanted Russia to drink his damn vodka already. Kaliningrad looked into the room again. "Night Russia." |
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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 11 2010, 12:46 AM Post #694 |
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Ivan Braginski
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Russia looked over at him and smiled a bit. "Come here~." He said, sitting up. |
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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 11 2010, 12:48 AM Post #695 |
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Gilbert Beilschmidt
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"You're supposed to be going to sleep." he pointed out walking over to him anyway. |
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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 11 2010, 12:49 AM Post #696 |
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Ivan Braginski
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"I'm supposed to be doing a lot of things." Russia replied, wrapping his arms around his waist. |
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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 11 2010, 12:50 AM Post #697 |
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Gilbert Beilschmidt
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Kaliningrad wrapped his arms around his neck. "Then try doing them for once." |
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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 11 2010, 01:00 AM Post #698 |
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Ivan Braginski
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Russia shook his head and pulled him closer, burying his face into his chest. |
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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 11 2010, 01:00 AM Post #699 |
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Gilbert Beilschmidt
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"You must be really tired." Kaliningrad stated moving to sit on the bed so he didn't have to lean so far. |
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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 11 2010, 01:01 AM Post #700 |
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Ivan Braginski
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Russia shrugged and laid down, moving his face to his stomach. |
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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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