| You don't know me at all. You don't know the first thing about me. You don't know where I'm writing this from. You don't know what I look like. You have no power over me. What do you think I look like? Skinny? Freckles? Wire-rimmed glasses over brown eyes? No, I don't think so. Better look again. Deeper. It's like a kaleidoscope, isn't it? One minute I'm short, the next minute tall, one minute I'm geeky, one minute studly, my shape constantly changes, and the only thing that stays constant is my brown eyes. Watching you. That's right, I'm watching you right now... ~David Klass |










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~*~LiLmIsErY~*~
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y a n g ı n d a n k u r t a r ı l a c a k h i ç b i r ş e y k a l m a m ı ş a r a m ı z d a . .
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And you know what they call a Quarter Pounder with Cheese in Paris?
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Ureshii desu ka?
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take me by the hand and tell me you would take me anywhere!
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'...back in '62, i don't like you!'
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the best signature ever.
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Alice
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