Last Login: 12/13/2008 2:44 pm
Registered: 03/15/2008
Birthday: 12/31/1979
"Bubble me rum, o bubble me rum. Red as the day on the ol maidens eyes. Her name Valeka, Her touch so soft. Her song sweet as the berries of spring. Would it taste better or would it taste worse, if our reflections, one to become" Vortican Poem
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Mon Dieu, Kohoto.
Ever since I met
him, my dream of
unification with
my homeworld has
seemed posible.
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