Fab.Fame.Fortune
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wave to the nice people, Mr. haNii baNii
yer porsche's waiting sir...
polished nails...
smooth coif...
glowing bronzers...
divine perfume...
and then white, lace-free sneakers...
pop in the hed kandi and roll away in style...
life's an open journey on this rainbow royal carpet...
haNii baNii-san
wave to the nice people, Mr. haNii baNii
BeaMinG YoU To
Le vAuLT
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March
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- the truth about shooting stars
- another excerpt
- an excerpt
- early April fool's
- gone with the wind
- Fab.Fame.Fortune
- grudge match...
- rants...
- below utopia
- Song Of The Week
- why do people cry?
- baywatch in motion
- life and you
- extra-terrestrial input
- omni vervae liberant
- interpellation
- separate compartments
- amnesia complex
- this fall (for strawberries)
- genie on the dancefloor
- to the father of the most potent force
- a longing
- kid in toy kingdom
- ode to friends
- twilight eyes
- an alchemist's prayer
- Bianca Arresto
- baptized by the earth herself
- to love
- impromptu lit
- by a pastry
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