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Username | jamacainprincess | Gender | Female |
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HEY GUYS I'M BACK!!!
Name:Waffles
Age:13
Grade:8th
Orentation:Unsure
Myspace: www.myspace.com/emogurl52
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I love JACK SPARROW!
I love MANGAS!
I love ANIMES!
I love FRIENDS!
~BOM CHIKA WAH WAH~
RANDOM PICS!!
Me Me Me and oh ya Me!
Lol That was my friends house!! I was being stupid an jumping.
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Wulf on July 11, 2006, 8:10:57 AM
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You're part demon so we need details as to how yu look in that form. Also I could show you the goober pic as I call it. It's from a month ago and I look like a loser cause I was sick and had been in the sun.
Rachel_Ronbinson on July 11, 2006, 4:05:05 AM
jamacainprincess on July 11, 2006, 4:00:11 AM
Rachel_Ronbinson on July 11, 2006, 3:56:12 AM
Rachel_Ronbinson on July 11, 2006, 3:51:27 AM
Score:2-1
Name this Song:
Two selves twist and then collide;
You're coming off the cart ( Am I coming? )
I'm coming through. ( Am I coming? )
A torturous condition to a spin cycled submission,
You know, sometimes it just feels better to give in.
( Sometimes, it just feels better to give in. )
And it's all too familiar
And it happens all the time.
All the cards begin to stack up,
Twisting heartache into fine
Little pieces that avoid an awful crime,
But it's you I can't deny.
( You I can't deny. )
Dull heat rises from the sheets.
I'm both a patient boy,
Well, and a jealous man. ( Am I coming? )
But double standard of suspicion
Is running deep, oh, my blue heaven,
Sometimes, it just feels better to give in.
( Sometimes, it just feels better to give in. )
And it's all too familiar
And it happens all the time.
All the cards begin to stack up,
Twisting heartache into fine
Little pieces that avoid an awful crime,
But it's you I can't deny.
( You I can't deny. )
We swing and we sway
As this tiny voice in
My head starts to sing
You're sick, child, you are sick.
( You're sick, child, you are sick. )
You're sick, child, you are sick.
We swing and we sway
As this tiny voice in
My head starts to sing
You're sick, child, you are sick.
You're sick, child, you are ..
Sick ( sick ), sick ( sick ),
You are sick.
We swing and we sway
As this tiny voice in
My head starts to sing
You're sick, child, you are sick. ( Am I coming? )
You're sick, child, you are sick. ( Am I -- )
Coming through?
Is this all too familiar?
Does it happen all the time?
I'm just asking you to hear me.
Could you please, just once, just hear me?
More then anything you wanted to be right.
Still it's you, you, it's you I can't deny.
( You I can't deny. )
It's you I can't deny.
Name this Song:
Two selves twist and then collide;
You're coming off the cart ( Am I coming? )
I'm coming through. ( Am I coming? )
A torturous condition to a spin cycled submission,
You know, sometimes it just feels better to give in.
( Sometimes, it just feels better to give in. )
And it's all too familiar
And it happens all the time.
All the cards begin to stack up,
Twisting heartache into fine
Little pieces that avoid an awful crime,
But it's you I can't deny.
( You I can't deny. )
Dull heat rises from the sheets.
I'm both a patient boy,
Well, and a jealous man. ( Am I coming? )
But double standard of suspicion
Is running deep, oh, my blue heaven,
Sometimes, it just feels better to give in.
( Sometimes, it just feels better to give in. )
And it's all too familiar
And it happens all the time.
All the cards begin to stack up,
Twisting heartache into fine
Little pieces that avoid an awful crime,
But it's you I can't deny.
( You I can't deny. )
We swing and we sway
As this tiny voice in
My head starts to sing
You're sick, child, you are sick.
( You're sick, child, you are sick. )
You're sick, child, you are sick.
We swing and we sway
As this tiny voice in
My head starts to sing
You're sick, child, you are sick.
You're sick, child, you are ..
Sick ( sick ), sick ( sick ),
You are sick.
We swing and we sway
As this tiny voice in
My head starts to sing
You're sick, child, you are sick. ( Am I coming? )
You're sick, child, you are sick. ( Am I -- )
Coming through?
Is this all too familiar?
Does it happen all the time?
I'm just asking you to hear me.
Could you please, just once, just hear me?
More then anything you wanted to be right.
Still it's you, you, it's you I can't deny.
( You I can't deny. )
It's you I can't deny.
Rachel_Ronbinson on July 11, 2006, 3:48:23 AM
Rachel_Ronbinson on July 11, 2006, 3:40:37 AM
Rachel_Ronbinson on July 11, 2006, 3:34:29 AM
Wh00t! XD
Score:1-0
Name This song:
Warn your warmth to turn away,
Here it's december,
Everyday. [small girlish echo:] i'm with you, or i love you
Press your lips to the sculptures,
And surely you'll stay. [distant:] love like winter
For of sugar and ice,
I am made. I am made
It's in the blood,
It's in the blood.
I met my love before I was born.
He wanted love,
I taste of blood.
He bit my lip, and drank my war,
From years before, from years before.
She exhales vanilla lace,
I barely dreamt her, yesterday. [echo:] yesterday
Read the lines in the mirror through,
The lipstick trace.
Por siempre
She said "It seems you're somewhere, far away" to his face.
It's in the blood,
It's in the blood.
I met my love before I was born.
She wanted love,
I taste of blood.
She bit my lip, and drank my war,
From years before, from years before.
Love Like Winter.
Love Like Winter.
Winter.
Three, four
It's in the blood,
It's in the blood.
I met my love before I was born.
He wanted love,
I taste of blood.
He bit my lip, and drank my war,
From years before, from years before.
From years before
Score:1-0
Name This song:
Warn your warmth to turn away,
Here it's december,
Everyday. [small girlish echo:] i'm with you, or i love you
Press your lips to the sculptures,
And surely you'll stay. [distant:] love like winter
For of sugar and ice,
I am made. I am made
It's in the blood,
It's in the blood.
I met my love before I was born.
He wanted love,
I taste of blood.
He bit my lip, and drank my war,
From years before, from years before.
She exhales vanilla lace,
I barely dreamt her, yesterday. [echo:] yesterday
Read the lines in the mirror through,
The lipstick trace.
Por siempre
She said "It seems you're somewhere, far away" to his face.
It's in the blood,
It's in the blood.
I met my love before I was born.
She wanted love,
I taste of blood.
She bit my lip, and drank my war,
From years before, from years before.
Love Like Winter.
Love Like Winter.
Winter.
Three, four
It's in the blood,
It's in the blood.
I met my love before I was born.
He wanted love,
I taste of blood.
He bit my lip, and drank my war,
From years before, from years before.
From years before
swichfoot on July 11, 2006, 3:32:33 AM
swichfoot on