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Ou jeah! saan vihdoin paidan <3333
se on kyl varmaaa aikas suuri ku miesten large :oo
mut se on kuitenki sellanen paita et ihan sama vaikka ois XL
:)

kohta pako..mut sitä enne suihk ja sit sit joo...
ja bb<3
ja huomenna kuntosalille ^^''
ei jaksais kiinnostaaaaaaaaaaaaa

ja vittu on nykyään sivistyssana...se luki jossain lukiolaisten lehdessä :o
onkohan se siis vaan niinku hyväksyttävä sana lukiolaisten suusta vai amislaisten kanssa...ei kerrottu...


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mutta haa haa ostin kymmenentuhatta chupa chupsia ja nyt oon hei niinku nyappy!!
lälläspyyy!
mun huoneessa onkin mayan kuva ja se koko huusholli tuoksuu noilta tikkareilta et duh!:''D
vittu!

nyt vituttaapi vaihteeeks
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vittu!
miks mää en pääse teneriffalle!
perkeleen mulkut!
vitun saatana!

to schoool u__u''

PLASTIC CASEÂ’s reminder SUICIDE MUSIC
Lawful PSYCHO on an undamaged RED LINE
(sick from the imitating thoughts
Yeah, BACKBONE melts into FRENZY)
MELANCHOLY AND RAZOR PLAY
(yeah, it bends my BACKBONE)
My headÂ’s full of thorns
my black eyelids and lips
Soothing darkness is MY PLACE
I write on the broken blade
ThereÂ’s no help in a mouth of lies
if only I can forget these words
UNSTABLE HOBBY

It gnaws at your brain.
Envy mind and abnormal shudder
It gnaws at your brain.
Envy mind and tenacity of purpose

Sad razor playÂ…
So cold day

Scream your selfÂ…
Drain your selfÂ…
Without forget to yearn for liberty
Scream your selfÂ…
Scream your pain
Without concealing the selves

waking up, in the red I saw, I felt near “you”

With repeating sounds, I see a ripped page
Your facial expression, cut to pieces, deep KISS
(mask the love, promise with me
join over with despair)
MELANCHOLY AND RAZOR PLAY
Yeah, join with it

SLOW COLD RAIN
piled up wishes
SLOW COLD RAIN
melt them into the loneliness
and donÂ’t detach them from these hands
So I can feel near
because the 'you' of that letter was everything
SLOW COLD RAIN
It goes along in the cheek.

It is not possible to escape.

PLASTIC CASEÂ’s reminder SUICIDE MUSIC
Lawful PSYCHO on an Undamaged RED LINE
(sick from the imitating thoughts
Yeah, BACKBONE melts into FRENZY)
MELANCHOLY AND RAZOR PLAY
(yeah, it bends my BACKBONE)

A desire in the future
The desire of that day
surely, in 'youÂ’
Together in a moment
that desire changed,
A forced ideal
I wished only for it to fall
UNSTABLE IDEA

extending these hands and stepping forward with these feet
the loss dances in the square mini garden

tekee ihan himona mieli chupachupseja </3

should I study my ass off?

njah..I don't think so d4h!

LMAO!