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thanks so much Gothic_Shadow for faunzy's flute!
i won't love you if you donate.
but i'll make you a sign, for sure.
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CHECK IT OUT.
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hello new friend, my name is fred the words you hear are in my head...
my name really isn't fred.
it's lydia.
lydia storm [let's not tell you my last name]
yes storm is my middle name.
i am pretty much a female.
i think.
but i really don't like it.
but that's okay.
i like both men and women. no. not because it is a trend.
i've had a relationship with people of both genders.
i am indeed single.
i am 18 but i feel 8 and act 20. [when not on the internet of course.]
i love green.
and have green hair.(it turned blue)
my lip is pierced.
and i love it more then you will ever know.
i don't do drugs or drink.
peer pressure has no affect on me.
i will probably like you.
i am not sexist.
i am not racist.
i don't discriminate.
or at least i do my best not to.
i love nature and music and hope some day to be a photographer.
don't say it's cliche until you see my work.
shameless deviant art plug: http://invaderxlydia.deviantart.com/
go to it, i implore you.
right now i'm just living the average life of a teenage girl.
i think...
THANKS SAINT SAZZLE FOR THIS:
I NEVAR WEAR MAKEUP. cool huh?
DREAM AVI:
help a girl out.
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Jinxi\'s Charm
Dander 3rd Gen.
Dander 2nd Gen.
Dancer Cuffs
Yama no Tamago 3rd Gen.
The Mole
Picolitrosso\'s Urn 7th Gen.
Inari\'s Beads 4th Gen
Gimpi 3rd gen.
Gimpi 4th gen.
Enchanted Book
Fallen Wish 3rd Gen.
Fallen Wish 3rd Gen.
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I'm gonna rise UP, gonna kick a little a**, gonna kick some a** in the USA. Gonna climb a MOUNTAIN, gonna sew a FLAG, gonna fly on an EAGLE, I'm gonna kick some BUTT I'm gonna drive a big TRUCK, I'm gonna rule this WORLD, I'm gonna kick some a**, I'm gonna rise UP, I'm gonna kick a little a**. ROCK, FLAG, AND EAGLE.
My whipped ice dairy drink brings the attention of many males to my place of residence and/ or employment, and they declare that its quality far surpasses that of yours. Absolutely, it far surpasses yours. I could convey to you the recipe, but i would have to demand compensation.
Hello new friend, my name is Fred
the words you hear are in my head.
I say, I said my name is Fred,
and I've been... very naughty.
The story I'm about to tell,
I tell you, I will tell you well,
Is of my dear aunt Muriel,
and just how I've been... naughty.
Voila the farm. My aunt lives here,
with precious pup, and husband dear.
My heart beats fast as I drew near,
I feel so nice... and naughty.
I thought just how excited they,
must be that I would come today,
they'd shout "come Fred! huzzah! hooray!
Dear boy you look so... naughty."
That's when my tired eyes beheld,
a doggy dog, like dog, he smelled,
D-O-G, is what he spelled,
and that's how I spell... naughty.
Alone was I, with tender Courage,
and all his fur, his furry furrage,
which, I say, did encourage,
me, to be... quite naughty.
Courage... your hair...
it reminds me of the first time I knew just how,
I felt, about hair.
It was a day, I'd not forget,
the day that I first met my pet,
oh what a lovely gift to get,
I'd never felt so... naughty.
My fuzzy friend, is what he was,
this darling little ball of fuzz,
And oh, such fuzz, such fuzz, it does,
demand, that I... be naughty.
He looked at me, his fetching eyes,
and fetching fur did hypnotize,
and filled with joy, and filled with sighs,
and that's when I got... naughty.
Now, now... you shouldn't play in the toilet.
This dripping hair, this droopy curl,
unfold sweet memories of a girl,
whose tresses, oh, they'd twist and twirl,
and tempt me to be... naughty.
Barbara, my love was named,
and her fair hair, a mane untamed,
until one evening, I'm ashamed,
I got a little... naughty.
The look upon my young love's face,
was sweet as lace,
but in this case,
I realized she... needed space.
I never more was naughty...
well... maybe not never.
Dear cur, your fur and fleece remind,
of nothing found in human kind,
but for one fellow who did find,
me, to be... in a certain mood.
Into my shop, he walked one day,
with bush above, and beard bouquet,
that's no toupee I pray, no way,
I could help but be... you know.
I'd never seen such hair before,
his bangs they sang, his neck it beckoned,
eyebrows, armpits, all were reckoned,
soon I figured what the heck and,
guess how I was... naughty.
Sweet pooch, afraid I'll shave your tail?
Why now, that would be weird!
So ends our little story.
But then my landlords did resume,
to free me from that porcelain tomb,
and ferry to a private room,
your hero, ever doughty.
Good-bye dear aunt, I'll miss your farm,
and Eustace's ebullient charm,
and farewell Courage, what's the harm,
if I was slightly... naughty.
With love,
Fred
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rantings from a babbling lunatic
and after this the rest is all bullshit....me spilling the beans about events in my life.
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