Seighart_Prozen
Reptile Researcher
Death is not the end it's the beggining
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Post by Seighart_Prozen on Oct 29, 2003 1:29:29 GMT -5
Hey there! I'm seighart & I actually wanted to post something like this for a long time.  |
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Post by Colton on Oct 30, 2003 3:34:46 GMT -5
good for you. now go to bed. ;D
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Post by Brian on Oct 31, 2003 22:17:07 GMT -5
*yawn* I need to go to bed.
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Post by LemonLady on Nov 1, 2003 2:58:02 GMT -5
Good night then, sleep tight ;D
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Post by No One Mourns the Wicked on Nov 5, 2003 19:57:26 GMT -5
But I'm not tired yet!  Draco Malfoy is one of the best baddies, besides Tom Riddle, my on true love. I might even like Draco more than Snape...ANyways, he rocks my socks! I think he should be with Cho...some1 posted that as their fav couple and I was like, wooooooow, that's cute!!!!!!!!! lol. ;D Yes, I'm just rambling now. |
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Seighart_Prozen
Reptile Researcher
Death is not the end it's the beggining
Posts: 11
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Post by Seighart_Prozen on Nov 6, 2003 3:09:36 GMT -5
Thanks at least SOMEONE isn't a cakesniffer  ! |
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Post by pennyroyal on Nov 6, 2003 21:07:17 GMT -5
Thanks at least SOMEONE isn't a cakesniffer ! Is anyone else sick and freaking tired of people who use this as an insult? |
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Post by MambaduMal on Nov 6, 2003 21:16:19 GMT -5
Is anyone else sick and freaking tired of people who use this as an insult? What are you talking about, you cakesniffer?! Hehe... *ducks* don't kill me, Chris ;D |
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Post by No One Mourns the Wicked on Nov 6, 2003 22:17:11 GMT -5
lol, sniffing cakes is fun, so no...or yes. Wait, what?
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Seighart_Prozen
Reptile Researcher
Death is not the end it's the beggining
Posts: 11
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Post by Seighart_Prozen on Nov 7, 2003 3:41:17 GMT -5
Is anyone else sick and freaking tired of people who use this as an insult? Well looks like the cakesniffer can show a little backbone. I think you should be alittle kinder you Baka! Virpess dich! |
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N-Ta
Reptile Researcher
No, I don't speak "Canadian".
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Post by N-Ta on Nov 7, 2003 22:48:31 GMT -5
Malfoy's evilishly kool...  |
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Post by No One Mourns the Wicked on Nov 9, 2003 14:17:55 GMT -5
I think it's sooo sad how his Dad treats him, like in that one part in the CoS movie.
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Post by pennyroyal on Nov 9, 2003 23:31:29 GMT -5
Well looks like the cakesniffer can show a little backbone. I think you should be alittle kinder you Baka! Virpess dich! Crepa, Pezzo di merda  |
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Post by No One Mourns the Wicked on Nov 14, 2003 18:51:00 GMT -5
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Post by DariaSquagromie on Dec 14, 2003 19:35:20 GMT -5
Ah, Draco, Draco, the poor little rich boy. His father hates him, the decent kids at school hate him, and he's not very good at making friends. I love that kid. (I'm not in love with him; I just think JK's created a pretty interesting character.) Anyway, for those who want to read this, read it: [If not, skip ahead to next comment(s), assuming that there will be some]
No-one knows what it’s like
To be the bad man,
To be the sad man
Behind blue eyes.
~P. Townshend
Who did he think he was? Why did he always have to go in and start something? Draco shivered in the wind, as the train sped through the countryside. He was standing on the small boarding platform at the end of the train car, gripping the iron guardrail so hard that his knuckles turned white. He screwed up his eyes, and felt them stinging. Burning. Don’t tell me I’m going to cry . . . He pushed away from the guardrail and dug the heels of his hands into his eyes. What’s wrong with me? He scowled, and a cold breeze whipped his hair across his face, and told himself savagely that he needed to get a grip on himself. He wasn’t the same anymore, not since his father– Oh, that's real mature, Draco, blaming it all on him. He played with the thought of returning to Goyle and Crabbe, but found that he couldn’t bring himself to see them again, right now, so soon. They were different from him. They don’t think the way I do. They only see black and white . . . But it’s not like I don’t– Maybe I’m just as blind and dense– However, deep inside, he felt that maybe– just maybe– he was starting to see the shades of gray . . . This was stupid.
(~from Moth-Eaten Tapestries)
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