

LumberI want to bend with the wind, And fly with the storm.Lumber
If it means becoming immortal, I can shut my eyes and pretend.
I will waste away the afterthoughts, And trample to the mountains,
Shooting up the life, And wallowing in my fate.


BanditoAnd we'll sink beneath this ship, Flagging and waving until our lungs give up. We'll become fish, Floating away, underneath everything. Our eyes will glaze, we'll forget our lives. Nothing flashed from this small town.Bandito
This hazel bark is our tomb. Our burial is on the soaked and fiery pyre. We'll be in our heaven, A couplet of lonely travelers, In between the sheets of life, And thrown to the curtain, And tossed around like rag dolls, Until we are cursed to the depths.
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I was telling my friend about a CS round I played. I told him that the Ts and CTs were corpse raping each other. He said, "How the hell can they rape each other?" Think about it a second...
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I love it here.
woot!
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