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Love :) Give me your defintion of what true love is. | |
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When Althom beats my arse with his big stick | |
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MostBeautifulGrlNTheWorld said: When Althom beats my arse with his big stick
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althom said: MostBeautifulGrlNTheWorld said: When Althom beats my arse with his big stick
althom said: I'm sorry MBGITW is drunk. MostBeautifulGrlNTheWorld said: althom said: I'm sorry that I'm going to have to bring out my big stick and beat your arse with it soon! | |
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In other words love is Zelaira without her meds!
Or is it with? | |
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MostBeautifulGrlNTheWorld said: When Althom beats my arse with his big stick
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ThePurplePeopleEater said: In other words love is Zelaira without her meds!
Or is it with? Do you really want to know?? | |
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There is no such thing..... | |
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Joni Mitchell never lies !
LOVE (CORINTHIANS II:13) Although I speak in tongues Of men and angels I'm just sounding brass And tinkling cymbals without love-- Love suffers long-- Love is kind!-- Enduring all things-- Love has no evil in mind If I had the gift of prophecy-- And all the knowledge-- And the faith to move the mountains Even if I understood all of the mysteries-- If I didn't have love I'd be nothing Love--never looks for love-- Love's not puffed up-- Or envious-- Or touchy-- Because it rejoices in the truth Not in iniquity Love sees like a child sees As a child I spoke as a child-- I thought and I understood as a child-- But when I became a woman-- I put away childish things And began to see through a glass darkly Where, as a child, I saw it face to face Now, I only know it in part Fractions in me Of faith and hope and love And of these great three Love's the greatest beauty Love Love Love yes SIR! | |
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