And the great, great crowd, the inexhaustible current of millions of every race and kind pouring out, pressing round, of every age, of every genius, possessors of every human secret, antique and future, in every face the refinement of one particular motive or essence—I labor, I spend, I strive, I design, I love, I cling, I uphold, I give way, I envy, I long, I scorn, I die, I hide, I want.
Post by Cannonball André on Sept 14, 2009 13:31:04 GMT -5
Renee Hearfelt - Picasso/Bottles
Your ideas make no sense to me, I would smash you brain if I could find one. Intitute the order, by spreading fear, for more 2006 years lived with discrimination. Think. We are all equal because we are all different.
Dónde está la biblioteca? Me llamo T-bone, la araña discoteca. Discoteca, muñeca, la biblioteca. Es en bigote grande, perro, manteca. Manteca, bigote, gigante, pequeño. Cabeza es nieve, cerveza es bueno. Buenos días, me gusta papas frías. Bigote de la cabra es Cameron Diaaaaz.