The Second Annual Tig Party!!!!

Started by Darth Sauron3,101 pages

I think its a sexy face, this is obviously from the EE when he is outside the black gate, and a gondorian messenger tells him Eowyn is kissing Faramir.

OH GOD THOSE LAXATIVES WORK TOO WELL!!

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😕 wave

hello 🙂 wave

Goodbye that is 😛

from me, too. night

Shibby, Thor wave, Farewell, eezy buhbye

hehe all black windows 🙂 isn't it so depressing 😄

Very

Originally posted by Thorondor
hehe all black windows 🙂 isn't it so depressing 😄
it's cute 😊

Hey, how many of you would come to see me if invited to a housewarming party in years to come?

Black is so much better imo 😄

Originally posted by Darth Sauron
Hey, how many of you would come to see me if invited to a housewarming party in years to come?

Depends where it is 😛

In Belgium.

Originally posted by eezy45
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Hy Fea! How's things?

things are hectic...for now i am but a cog in the wheel
it spins and yet there is no end
money earned is quickly spent like water caught in a dry desert
i've become a part of the hated machine that has no reward but perpetual drudgery...
those days free are given over to certain hobbies that hold no desire
i write words that hold little meaning to no one but me...
and my drawings are filled with melancholy...and yet live i do but for the day
tomorrow is still a dream which at a turn can turn into a nightmare of sorts...

but other than that....yeah i'm good

In my first house which i will buy

which will be near where i live now most probably

😆 why such a question?

Originally posted by shaber
Where's my thread gone? furious

somewhere beyond the sea, the sea...the sea

it awaits your calling to the sea, to the sea...to the sea

Originally posted by Fëanor
things are hectic...for now i am but a cog in the wheel
it spins and yet there is no end
money earned is quickly spent like water caught in a dry desert
i've become a part of the hated machine that has no reward but perpetual drudgery...
those days free are given over to certain hobbies that hold no desire
i write words that hold little meaning to no one but me...
and my drawings are filled with melancholy...and yet live i do but for the day
tomorrow is still a dream which at a turn can turn into a nightmare of sorts...

but other than that....yeah i'm good


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