wind-djinn

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Last Login: 11/20/2007 12:43 am

Registered: 09/13/2004

Gender: Female

Location: Thirty-five feet off the ground.

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Starrdemon Report | 08/13/2007 9:28 am
Oof! I finally moved..Thought you might like to know that...
Starrdemon Report | 07/02/2007 11:30 am
*Poof* How are you?
Starrdemon Report | 06/10/2007 10:58 am
Hey! Nobodys been talking to me so Im pretty bored. Whats been up?
SarcasmQueen Report | 05/11/2007 8:24 pm
nooo i wont take the bunny. take your shadow thing back! haha
Starrdemon Report | 05/07/2007 3:01 pm
Hello! MEOW
SarcasmQueen Report | 04/21/2007 6:15 pm
haha! liz you make me smile.
i likie your bunny.
oh and by the way i dont need the shadow spirit nemore. thanks for letting me borrow it.
SarcasmQueen Report | 03/29/2007 6:49 pm
no fair that you get the good one. i get a cheating b*****d? oh the luck!
SarcasmQueen Report | 03/28/2007 4:50 pm
and thats the way i like it ^_^
Lykos Carisma Report | 03/27/2007 6:49 pm
spam!
Lykos Carisma Report | 03/14/2007 10:39 am
Awesome avi!! How is your spring break?
 
 

If it be now, 'tis not to come; if it be not to come, it will be now; if it be not now, yet it will come: the readiness is all.

'Tis now the very witching time of night, when church yards yawn and hell itself breathes out contagion to this world.

For there is nothing either good or bad, but thinking makes it so.

You cannot, sir, take from me anything that I will more willingly part withal - except my life, except my life.

If thou didst ever hold me in thy heart, absent thee from felicity awhile and in this harsh world draw thy breath in pain to tell my story.

There are more things in heaven and earth, than are dreamt of in your philosophy.

What a piece of work is man. How noble in reason. How infinite in faculty. In form and moving how express and admirable. In action, how like an angel. In apprehension, how like a God.

The beauty of the world. The paragon of animals. And yet, to me, what is this quintessence of dust. Man delights not me.