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Interest
tanking ring
Hunter ring.
Mage ring.
Rogue ring.
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273605
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Toldry
Tಠldry
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Interest
Tಠldry
O noes, you're watching me.
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340646
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Interest
Course on second thought, it could be an Orly owl.
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Hyperspacerebel
Course on second thought, it could be an Orly owl.
It's ceiling cat.
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Interest
Course on second thought, it could be an Orly owl.
It's ceiling cat.
Oh god...
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240135
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Interest
We need moar posts here.
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Adamsm
We need moar posts here.
Moar!
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Hunger
We need moar posts here.
Moar!
Fixed.
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Interest
We need moar posts here.
Moar!
Fixed.
^^
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HiVolt
I recommend having a weekend similar to the one I had over the past couple of days.
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129077
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Skyfire
Do not go gentle into that good night,
Old age should burn and rave at close of day;
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.
Though wise men at their end know dark is right,
Because their words had forked no lightning they
Do not go gentle into that good night.
Good men, the last wave by, crying how bright
Their frail deeds might have danced in a green bay,
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.
Wild men who caught and sang the sun in flight,
And learn, too late, they grieve it on its way,
Do not go gentle into that good night.
Grave men, near death, who see with blinding sight
Blind eyes could blaze like meteors and be gay,
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.
And you, my father, there on the sad height,
Curse, bless, me now with your fierce tears, I pray.
Do not go gentle into that good night.
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.
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Kristopher
We need moar posts here.
Too busy to post, mekkin art.
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