...In a vase...in a box...(behind a sofa in a dusty attic), there lies black dust, betraying the red glorified pot to be no more than the ashes of a dead one. But it is more than that. It has been covered up for over a year, now, and even in that short time span the owner forgot about it. "Your immidiate thought was a spaceship?" the vase asked. The owner threw the queen of hearts at a copper bottom pot in the corner.
"Yep."
"Why?" the thing in the vase asked.
" 'cause."
"Don't think, just believe..."
















Comments
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I didn't slap you. I high-fived your face.
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What do you mean DDR isnt a sport?
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*Insert profound statement here*.
Signatures are lame,
but this emoticon is not
Hell yeah.
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See the Dead Done Gone. Ask about Adsum.
[365tomorrows.com]
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See the Dead Done Gone. Ask about Adsum.
[365tomorrows.com]
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"One can never have too much good wine, beautiful women, or attention." - Talon Karrde
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Some people follow their dreams, other people hunt them down and beat them into submission
Okay. I'm white. Deal with it. -_-
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Some people follow their dreams, other people hunt them down and beat them into submission
nice emoticon.
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Some people follow their dreams, other people hunt them down and beat them into submission
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