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How...Inappropriate
Look me over, I'm the Cap'm / Go ahead and mess with me / You'll find out what will happ'm. Tuesday, March 26, 2013. Marriage is none of your business. When the Onion nails it, the Onion nails it. The very notion that, all of a sudden, gay marriage is going to destroy 'Merica is the most ridiculous thing since bumblebees. Why do you people even care? I don't care who you're sleeping with as long as it's not my husband. Unless we're all in a holographic simulation. Then, well, shit. Hell week began with m...
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Threnodi (heh? o.o;) - DeviantArt
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Threnodica
The Skull of Boldini. On December 31, 2012. Skeletons Trying to Warm Themselves, by James Ensor (1889). Road, East of England, by Edward Dimsdale (1997). The Red Table, The Skull of Boldini, by Joel-Peter Witkin (2006). Old Wounds, by Geli Horzhev (1967). Oil on Canvas. Purportedly an engraving depicting the 1833 Leonid meteor shower. I would like to have this painted on the wall in my writing room. Wounded Vampire, by Vasily Wilhelm Alexandrovich Kotarbinsky (1849-1921). At the Grave of Thomas Wolfe.
threnodically.blogspot.com
CLOSED.
This blog is off limits now. I don't know when I'll return to blogger though. My blog moved to http:/ noahko.livejournal.com/. I REVIVED A NEW BLOGGER. UP TO YOU IF YOU WANNA RELINK ME. TOODLES! But I'm still mainly using livejournal of course :).
threnodiesoflife.blogspot.com
Caveat lector
Let the reader beware! Friday, January 23, 2009. Haha i think everyone's come to terms with the death of my blog. But im (attempting to) revive it! Lol So. I've been from unemployed to employed to unemployed-but-having-temporary assignments currently. Not bad for 2-3 weeks of work, i must say. I've also learnt to respect people i used to reject and ignore, and notice the wonders of merchandising. So in hindsight this job isn't so bad after all! So life's like that. I've been trying to compartmentaliz...
threnodio.blogspot.com
Threnodio
Sunday, 14 June 2009. A Slight Change of Emphasis. I won't bore you with the details but a lot of water has passed under the bridge since March when I last posted. A lot has happened in the real world too - EP elections, scandal, sleeze and and corruption at Westminster, the near collapse of the Brown regime - only to liva and fight another day yet again. What is it with that guy? Wednesday, 4 March 2009. The Plot Thickens . . Wednesday, 4 February 2009. It's pleasing to see some interest. Thank you.
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Threnody-pullip's blog - Blog de Threnody-pullip - Skyrock.com
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Threnody - Control
Ernst van Ee - Drums. Hans Hanson - Guitar. Henry McIlveen - Bass. Rene Scholte - Guitar and vocals.
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Threnody
Includes high-quality download in MP3, FLAC and more. Paying supporters also get unlimited streaming via the free Bandcamp app. Released November 15, 2012. Feeds for this album. Lost Dubs 2005-06. Switch to mobile view.
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maria -
Vi håller varandra i handen men vi ser inte på varandra. pratar inte med varandra. Jag vet inte längre om vi håller händerna för att vi vill. för att känna hud mot hud. beröra. Eller om det bara är för att hålla värmen. Jag vet verkligen inte. där och då vill jag bara gråta. för att en årstid tillåts skada oss. För att den gör mig så brutalt illa. jag tänker på oss. På hur vintern alltid förstör allt det jag lyckats bygga upp igen under våren, sommaren. Och då vill jag inte längre vara kvar här.