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What if you slept? And what if, in your dream, you went to heaven and there plucked a strange and beautiful flower? And what if, when you awoke, you had the flower in your hand? And what then?
Cia taip kaip Uzkalniui duot pavertint koncervus & lasinius & pashteta ( aisku su uogiene) kur undermenshai valgo jei piggiai randa. Ar nenukentes Sahja morale?
2005 m. rugpjūčio 4 d. 14:18:33
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Kodėl turime taukšti nesąmones, kad jaustumėmės patogiai?
2005 m. liepos 18 d. 13:41:32
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Nėra taip blogai kaip atrodo, bet ne taip gerai, kad nebutu blogai
2005 m. liepos 16 d. 14:05:59
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If only we would start believe in dreams...
2005 m. liepos 16 d. 12:53:51
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Fuck you!!!
2005 m. liepos 10 d. 22:09:50
2005 m. liepos 10 d. 13:51:13
2005 m. liepos 10 d. 12:27:53
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[P!ATD]
2005 m. liepos 10 d. 12:26:44
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[P!ATD]
2005 m. liepos 10 d. 11:33:11
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o tos klaidos!!!!
2005 m. liepos 10 d. 09:53:46
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pravalas
2005 m. liepos 9 d. 16:42:16
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Life sucks.
2005 m. liepos 9 d. 16:10:49
2005 m. liepos 9 d. 16:05:30
aj nu ka zinau.. parashe nesmone ir tiek
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Welcome to the Converse Century
2005 m. liepos 9 d. 14:14:06
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What if you slept? And what if, in your dream, you went to heaven and there plucked a strange and beautiful flower? And what if, when you awoke, you had the flower in your hand? And what then?
2005 m. liepos 9 d. 13:22:59
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crystal bits of snowflakes is all around my head and in the wind i had no illusions
2005 m. liepos 9 d. 09:34:42
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birbt.
2005 m. liepos 9 d. 07:43:18
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rather be a bandit than a lover
2005 m. liepos 9 d. 07:32:38
2005 m. liepos 9 d. 05:59:57
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I want more than I am
2005 m. liepos 8 d. 19:53:23
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Zmogus sutwertas ne pralaimeti... Zmogu galima sunaikinti, taciau nugaleti jo neimanoma... Ernest Hemingway