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| Russia | Mar 11 2011, 11:42 PM Post #521 |
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Ivan Braginski
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"Not really." |
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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 | Mar 11 2011, 11:43 PM Post #522 |
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Gilbert Beilschmidt
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"Yes you are." |
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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 | Mar 11 2011, 11:47 PM Post #523 |
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Ivan Braginski
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"So~?" |
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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 | Mar 11 2011, 11:52 PM Post #524 |
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Gilbert Beilschmidt
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Prussia sat up wrapping his arms around Russia to pull him 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 | Mar 11 2011, 11:57 PM Post #525 |
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Ivan Braginski
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Russia smiled slightly, tilting his head as he breathed heavily. |
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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 | Mar 11 2011, 11:58 PM Post #526 |
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Gilbert Beilschmidt
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Prussia kissed his neck rubbing his back. |
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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 | Mar 12 2011, 12:01 AM Post #527 |
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Ivan Braginski
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Russia shivered and looked away, wrapped his arms around him. |
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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 | Mar 12 2011, 12:11 AM Post #528 |
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Gilbert Beilschmidt
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Prussia bit down on his neck and pressed close to 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 | Mar 12 2011, 12:13 AM Post #529 |
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Ivan Braginski
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Russia moaned and bit his lip, closing his eyes. |
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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 | Mar 12 2011, 12:13 AM Post #530 |
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Gilbert Beilschmidt
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Prussia moved his hands lower to his ass squeezing it. |
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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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