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Bringin' it hardcore from the streets of the 'burbs, nobody got a chance to touch me, leave ya'll in awe on the curbs. Don't think I can't do this my own way, double cross me an nine fold you pay. I was born to lead from the first words I spoke, everything I do make you keel over an choke. Mess with me and you'll end up gettin served, and that's all I got to say cuz I don't need no words. PEACE!xD I am so white...
Anyway, sup, I'm Kinetic Dream, Kin, pretty much any abbreviation you want. My tastes are as wide and varied as my music, which is everything in the spectrum. Granted, I like some things more than others, but I'll give anything a shot. Anthropology major... tentatively at least. Well, that's all you really need to know off hand, late.
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| Cupcake the red-nosed bake good, had a very shiny nose, and if you ever saw it, you would say 'Yum, cherry frosting!' All of the other baked goods, used to laugh and call him names. They never let poor Cupcake, join in any oven games. Then one foggy Christmas Eve, the Pillsbury Doughboy came to say... "Cupcake who's frosted so bright, won't you guide my tray tonight?" Then all the baked goods loved him, as they shouted out with glee, "Cupcake with your red frosting, you'll go down in recipies!" |
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Mark of Storm
When the world is awash in grey, the storm rolls through, destroying everything in its path. With it, it brings new life and change, chance and wonder.
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Insane? I prefer enlightened.

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