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09-06-2007, 12:56 AM
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i thought he was a girl too...whoops...XD anyways i am mad at whoever is in charge of translating those blogs...*sigh* 
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09-06-2007, 01:53 PM
*laughs*
I'm busy with the AN-blog-reading. Saga posts such weird stuff. XD *licks Saga* Rawwwwrr... Sorry for derailing.. I'm so addicted to AN ftm. >__< Anyway!!! If I had to choose with bm I wanted to be, I'd choose uhmm... Kanon. XD As well. *lmao* Cause he's the cute nerdy one.. He prolly gets laid more than the others cause he looks so innocent and 'dont touch me'-alike. XD [ ♥<-- Jordan's heart! \(Ò_ó)/ ]
Follow me on TUMBLR "Well if a chick has a problem with the way I conduct myself I'd draw the bitch a map to the nearest exit and stamp "fuck off" on her forehead." - Pot Roast
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09-06-2007, 07:38 PM
If Kanon looks "don't-touch-me-alike", then what does Takuya look like? :3
-pours sugar in shirt- x麗 性x  last.fm ★ facialbook ★ family ★ youtube Uruha, Bou, Yuuto, Shiyuu, Yuuichi, Yomi, Hiko, Hide, Zero
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09-06-2007, 07:39 PM
XD Haha! lol!
*Looks at Takuya* He just looks illegal. [ ♥<-- Jordan's heart! \(Ò_ó)/ ]
Follow me on TUMBLR "Well if a chick has a problem with the way I conduct myself I'd draw the bitch a map to the nearest exit and stamp "fuck off" on her forehead." - Pot Roast
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09-06-2007, 08:06 PM
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09-06-2007, 10:04 PM
omg that video is hilarious! they're all too cute xDDD
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09-06-2007, 10:22 PM
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 The color of the sala flower reveals the truth that is... To flourish is to fall. The proud do not endure.
Heaven or Hell, Let's Rock! Like a passing dream on a night in Spring. The mighty fall at last, to be no more than dust before the wind.
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09-07-2007, 01:41 AM
It's really alright. No need for tears. A simple misunderstanding doesn't deserve tears.
The color of the sala flower reveals the truth that is... To flourish is to fall. The proud do not endure.
Heaven or Hell, Let's Rock! Like a passing dream on a night in Spring. The mighty fall at last, to be no more than dust before the wind.
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