Death is a dialogue between The spirit and the dust. “Dissolve,” says Death. The Spirit, “Sir, I have another trust.” Death doubts it, argues from the ground. The Spirit turns away, Just laying off, for evidence, An overcoat of clay. -Emily Dickinson
Tl, you're so sweet! :blushingsmillie:
I'm still voting for you
I'm still going to vote for you, Took The, it doesn't matter if you don't vote for me.
Is it the one I wore over to your house? If it is, then yes, I've been looking for it.
I have zero thoughts. Anywayz...have you been roaming in the mystical forest lately? Because I found a man-thong and I'm pretty sure it's your's.
Maybe Czanthor will get the vote
Have some third thoughts.
I was going to nominate you for next Ciddies' Sexiest Male but now I'm having second thoughts
You shall not have my body! It's mine! Well, I love Hearts much more than I love Took The. (SPOILER)I'm using him for his assorted pills.
Add Me to Your Mana Pool
purple
time for 2nd chances
:o
This is EnglandPapa Waigo
IF I WERE A BOY~
Some kind of Nature~