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| Russia | Mar 23 2011, 11:00 PM Post #951 |
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Ivan Braginski
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Russia got on the bed, sitting cross legged as she glared at the door. "Yeblya prusskoĭ idiot ! Vy prosto dolzhny volnovatʹsya obo vsem, i sdelatʹ bolʹshoe delo iz vsego! YA ne zabochusʹ o tom, chto sluchilosʹ, pochemu dolzhny ty!? Vse vsegda o tebe!" She yelled, before puffing her cheeks, thinking for a minute before she began yelling in her native tongue again. ((Fucking Prussian idiot! Why do you have to worry about everything and make a big deal out of it?! I don't care about my body so why should you?! It's always about you!)) |
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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 23 2011, 11:03 PM Post #952 |
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Gilbert Beilschmidt
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He isn't worried about her body! He is worried about what did it to him, not his body )) Prussia tried to catch her words but he couldn't really through the door and frowned. This is why I hate fucking woman... |
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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 23 2011, 11:12 PM Post #953 |
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Ivan Braginski
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8D Same thing)) Russia pulled on a long coat over her short clothing, finding a bag before she got an idea. She took the box out from under the bed, put it in the bag and put it in the closet, hiding it where Prussia couldn't find it, before she wandered over to the door. "Ya uhozhu." She mumbled, wandering past him. ((I'm leaving.)) |
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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 23 2011, 11:14 PM Post #954 |
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Gilbert Beilschmidt
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No it's not :I )) "Why?" he asked looking following her. |
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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 23 2011, 11:20 PM Post #955 |
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Ivan Braginski
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"I told you earlier that I was going to go buy clothes." |
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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 23 2011, 11:21 PM Post #956 |
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Gilbert Beilschmidt
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"Okay then why did you storm off?" |
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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 24 2011, 08:07 AM Post #957 |
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Ivan Braginski
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"Because I do not like arguing." |
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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 24 2011, 08:11 AM Post #958 |
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Gilbert Beilschmidt
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Prussia nodded seeing as to why she would want to stop the arguing. |
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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 24 2011, 09:59 AM Post #959 |
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Ivan Braginski
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Russia looked back at him, tilting her head. "Are you coming?" |
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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 24 2011, 10:04 AM Post #960 |
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Gilbert Beilschmidt
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"Sure I might as well." he stated moving to get his clothes back on. |
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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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