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Бля! все эмки страшные, это понятно смотря галереи, покажите мне хоть одну красивую!!!!!!!!!!!!
Дата создания: 31 мая 2008 в 21:16
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бля яне спорю что есть ппц стремные)))))но есть ваще ахуенные))))я таких много знаю)))))))))просто я готов поспорить что большенство ав на сайте просто тупо скачены с инета)))))
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ОЙ БЛЯТЬ ну и тема..какая разница ..красивые или нет.?
главное, что они все практически куски мяса..и трупы..вот это да... |
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наоборот!! лицо должно расти по кругу
да нет,это когда мы чо-то переписывались еще и ты в гавно вроди была и начала ржать не над чем!просто пишешь ААААА МНЕ СМЕШНО СУКА АХАХАХАХА |
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I don't know just where I'm going
But I'm goin' to try for the kingdom if I can 'Cause it makes me feel like I'm a man When I put a spike into my vein Then I tell you things aren't quite the same When I'm rushing on my run And I feel just like Jesus' son And I guess I just don't know And I guess that I just don't know I have made very big decision I'm goin' to try to nullify my life 'Cause when the blood begins to flow When it shoots up the dropper's neck When I'm closing in on death You can't help me not you guys All you sweet girls with all your sweet talk You can all go take a walk And I guess I just don't know And I guess I just don't know I wish that I was born a thousand years ago I wish that I'd sailed the darkened seas On a great big clipper ship Going from this land here to that I put on a sailor's suit and cap Away from the big city Where a man cannot be free Of all the evils in this town And of himself and those around Oh, and I guess I just don't know Oh, and I guess I just don't know Heroin, be the death of me Heroin, it's my wife and it's my life Because a mainer to my vein Leads to a center in my head And then I'm better off than dead When the smack begins to flow Then I really don't care anymore About all the Jim-Jims in this town And everybody putting everybody else down And all of the politicians makin' crazy sounds All the dead bodies piled up in mounds, yeah Wow, that heroin is in my blood And the blood is in my head Yeah, the God's good as dead Ooohhh, God that I'm not aware I just don't care And I guess I just don't know And I guess I just don't know |
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I don't know just where I'm going
But I'm goin' to try for the kingdom if I can 'Cause it makes me feel like I'm a man When I put a spike into my vein Then I tell you things aren't quite the same When I'm rushing on my run And I feel just like Jesus' son And I guess I just don't know And I guess that I just don't know I have made very big decision I'm goin' to try to nullify my life 'Cause when the blood begins to flow When it shoots up the dropper's neck When I'm closing in on death You can't help me not you guys All you sweet girls with all your sweet talk You can all go take a walk And I guess I just don't know And I guess I just don't know I wish that I was born a thousand years ago I wish that I'd sailed the darkened seas On a great big clipper ship Going from this land here to that I put on a sailor's suit and cap Away from the big city Where a man cannot be free Of all the evils in this town And of himself and those around Oh, and I guess I just don't know Oh, and I guess I just don't know Heroin, be the death of me Heroin, it's my wife and it's my life Because a mainer to my vein Leads to a center in my head And then I'm better off than dead When the smack begins to flow Then I really don't care anymore About all the Jim-Jims in this town And everybody putting everybody else down And all of the politicians makin' crazy sounds All the dead bodies piled up in mounds, yeah Wow, that heroin is in my blood And the blood is in my head Yeah, the God's good as dead Ooohhh, God that I'm not aware I just don't care And I guess I just don't know And I guess I just don't know |
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у меня нету денег
потому что нет денег у меня нэ т у денег потому что нету, мне не надо дэнги это придуманный способ обмана для алекс македонского дэнги -марихуана |
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я могу пить его бутылками, и меня не развезёт
он мне как молоко в буйной молодости пила его каждый день на замковой,теперь привыкла,не развозит |
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