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biscuits_chaser(s)
Yo!
Here's 3 total randomers blogging on random stuffs. Random is so trendy nowadays, I think. Anyway, chasing biscuits may not mean anything to you but it should. The b = blahs(now xerrynna) // c = crackerz // s = shadowhunter . As for who they are, you'll know sooner or later :P |
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about this blog
This blog was opened by us, the mysterious ones, to accomodate the mindless musings and daily rantings of ours.Do enjoy your stay here, and don't take what's not yours! tagboard
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"Be careful of love. It'll twist your brain around and leave you thinking up is down and right is wrong." — Rick Riordan (Percy Jackson: The Battle of the Labyrinth) chase.chase.chase. .shadowhunter.=]
"Pip, dear old chap, life is made of ever so many partings welded together, as I may say, and one man's a blacksmith, and one's a whitesmith, and one's a goldsmith, and one's a coppersmith. Divisions among such must come, and must be met as they come. If there's been any fault at all to-day, it's mine. You and me is not two figures to be together in London; nor yet anywheres else but what is private, and beknown, and understood among friends. It ain't that I am proud, but that I want to be right, as you shall never see me no more in these clothes. I'm wrong in these clothes. I'm wrong out of the forge, the kitchen, or off th' meshes. You won't find half so much fault in me if you think of me in my forge dress, with my hammer in my hand, or even my pipe. You won't find half so much fault in me if, supposing as you should ever wish to see me, you come and put your head in at the forge window and see Joe the blacksmith, there, at the old anvil, in the old burnt apron, sticking to the old work. I'm awful dull, but I hope I've beat out something nigh the rights of this at last. And so GOD bless you, dear old Pip, old chap, GOD bless you!" - Joe Gargery, Great Expectations, Charles Dickens chase.chase.chase. .shadowhunter. =]
And they say, absence makes the heart grow fonder. But they forgot to mention the subscripts, in dreams, the hearts, minds and souls are linked together. chase. chase. chase. .blahs. =]
Life is like an onion. You peel it off one layer at a time, and sometimes you weep. credits to shamu. ☆ chase. chase. chase. .blahs.crakerz.shadowhunter. =]
The human mind is an apparition of its own. That is why we humans make mistakes. chase. chase. chase. .blahs. =]
Love has to be made like bread, remade all the time, made new. chase.chase.chase. .crakerz. =]
If you're afraid to lose something, hold on to it. If it's already lost, hold on the fragments of memories left. chase. chase. chase. .blahs. =]
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