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xoxoLauantai 07.05.2011 11:45

xoxoLauantai 07.05.2011 11:42

xoxoTorstai 05.05.2011 21:00

i'm better than a real world quest

xoxoTiistai 03.05.2011 21:07

xoxoSunnuntai 01.05.2011 10:57

xoxoTorstai 28.04.2011 22:02

xoxoTiistai 26.04.2011 23:51

will you be there
will you be there by my grave
will you be the death of me
my beautiful tragedy

xoxoMaanantai 25.04.2011 18:43

xoxoKeskiviikko 20.04.2011 23:12

xoxoSunnuntai 17.04.2011 20:12


And behold a cowboy came into town, dirty and worn.
He had Black eyes, long hair and lines that cut deep into his frown.
He had the right hand of the devil strapped tightly to his side.
And you could tell fear abandoned this outlaw in a previous life.
He had the story of whisky on his breath and death in his eyes.
You never heard him say a word, but the pistol shot straight through the lies.
Looking for the new world going from dead town to town.
But his compass is cracked and north is six feet underground.