And It Was Her Last Winter

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the barren waste is your land, your crops, they were sown to die

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welcome to this rathole I call a blog. my posts are mainly about metal (oh yes ah \m/) and how mundane my life is. if you don't like the stuff here, go fuck yourself. no one gives a crap. you're a sad excuse for a human being.

Friday, 26 September 2008

fricken fit guys hahaha.
okay stop doing this,thahirah.
hmmmmmmmm
'suicide season' coming up next monday!
save save save moneyyyyyy!
and yeaaaaaah nabb,i'm abusing the word 'owned' [pwned] lately.
hahaaaaaa