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Mistery surrounds me. I am the blood on the scene. I could tell u all about me, but, then you would need to underneath. My skin and bones, you would not get so close, not even to impose. This door is closed. Unless u could open it with your nose, open it with your mind, take a look to the broken deep inside....

Last Seen Jul 5
Member Since Feb 08, 2011
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Horoscope Leo
Special day 8-4
Books city of bones, lord of the rings
Music ffdp, metallica, zepplin, lifehouse, enya
Movies this is the end, the departed, shoot em up, thor2
Local Time July 29th, 5:56 PM

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