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Posted: Wed Apr 09, 2008 5:32 pm
Your scent is of fog, white marble and cold sunshine. (Which is kind of an oxymoron. Oh well.)
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Posted: Wed Apr 09, 2008 5:35 pm
you smell of fresh cut grass, rain, sand, and....Hot Sauce???
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Posted: Wed Apr 09, 2008 6:20 pm
You smell of coal, pumpkins, smoke, and shoe polish.
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Posted: Wed Apr 09, 2008 6:26 pm
you smell of roses, carnations, fools gold, and freshly cleaned banana socks
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Posted: Wed Apr 09, 2008 6:27 pm
Helvetti you are so awesome.
You smell like a Grunny, kitty kisses, and licorice.
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Posted: Wed Apr 09, 2008 6:37 pm
Thank you, and im not the only one
you smell like white snow, flowers, and pink.....lots of pink ^-^
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Posted: Wed Apr 09, 2008 6:41 pm
You smell like facepaint, smoke, and the sweaty hardcore smell of a rock concert.
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Posted: Wed Apr 09, 2008 6:45 pm
you smell like a new ballet tutu, happy, and rainbow's(i cant exactly figure out where that came from but yay rainbows!)
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Posted: Wed Apr 09, 2008 6:46 pm
Yay rainbows.
I know this makes no sense but you smell like Eric Draven for the crow. At least what I imagine he would smell like.
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Posted: Wed Apr 09, 2008 6:50 pm
you smell of......woodstock ^-^(without the smell of acid anyway)
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Posted: Sat Apr 12, 2008 12:23 pm
you're armortentia is... 1. wine, 2. an old castle, 3. and... fresh air after a rainy day^^
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Posted: Sat Apr 12, 2008 12:27 pm
You smell of fresh blueberries, rainwater, and ................leather?!!
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Posted: Sat Apr 12, 2008 2:00 pm
you smell of Autumn leaves, wildflowers, and chocolate
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Posted: Sat Apr 12, 2008 7:02 pm
You smell of rain, crisp fruit and gun powder.
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Posted: Sat Apr 12, 2008 7:08 pm
Nutmeg, citrus perfume and that smell of the mosh pit, to which you and your partner try and go to every weekend, the smell of exhilaration, passion and raw energy.
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