08-05-2004, 03:57 AM
(This post was last modified: 08-05-2004, 04:00 AM by The13thDreamShape.)
this weeks been sad.. all these masks/molds/sculpts have died
*plays trumpet*
"today we r gathered, for the passing, of mr. soggy boots...
*i step up to play piano, Spaz Sings*
"all my liife. waiting for the moment, now the moments gone, all myy dreeaams, right before my eyes in curiosity.. duust in the wiind.... duuust in the wind*

*plays trumpet*
"today we r gathered, for the passing, of mr. soggy boots...
*i step up to play piano, Spaz Sings*
"all my liife. waiting for the moment, now the moments gone, all myy dreeaams, right before my eyes in curiosity.. duust in the wiind.... duuust in the wind*