lllookalive (
lllookalive
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2011
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04
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25
10:23 am
Current Location:
floor/closet
Current Music:
Play Radio Play! - Some Crap About The Furniture
Entry tags:
argh fuck why
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draw gud yes
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fml
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panic! at the disco
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whyyyy
HAY LOOK. I made stupid art! :D
Princess Brendon hates you and hopes you die.
And by 'you' he means everybody who isn't finding him pants.
Those individuals chiefly responsible for this?
Yeah.
You guys. Raise your hands so we can see you.
Tell me...
WHAT IS HAPPENING TO MY BRAIN?
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Re: Here, Brendon. Pants.
evilhippo.livejournal.com
2011-04-26 04:22 am (UTC)
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My thoughts exactly.
Re: Here, Brendon. Pants.
look-alive.livejournal.com
2011-04-26 04:25 am (UTC)
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They're your birthday present.
aquidis
just SPOILED THE SURPRISE.
Way to go.
Re: Here, Brendon. Pants.
evilhippo.livejournal.com
2011-04-26 04:35 am (UTC)
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Now I know I have nine months to make sure those things can't find me.
Re: Here, Brendon. Pants.
look-alive.livejournal.com
2011-04-26 05:16 am (UTC)
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They can smell fear.
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Way to go.
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