All rebels was fucked by big stinky rancor!

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Now we'll have to find some other way to keep the children safe.
Eve's been at the drawing board to segregate the human race.
Falling from an altercation, you're put in a situation,
Denied access to the one thing bound to stop you going under.
Now you'll have to face tomorrow with no hope to beg or borrow,
Once you count it up, you know, you're gonna find it's not enough.
Your only hope's to cook the books, pray the man don't choose to look you up.

I like a challenge

I'm not afraid of the dark...
the dark is afraid of me...

-Riddick

Один Титан стоит кучи Полуросликов.

Худший способ скучать по человеку - это быть с ним и понимать, что он никогда не будет твоим.

Всё, что ни делается - к лучшему. ОптимистЪ

Не пройдя преисподней нам не выстроить рай.

лалала

Main target rather then on conquest of the personal glory - Grand Admiral Thrawn (Expanded Universe)

Неразрешимых проблем в этой жизни - нет.....
Сильный выживает, слабый погибает - таков закон природы.....

"Невинный блаженец" © D.G.

Ilaan vanished – and took all the sounds and sources of light along. Only Ilaan remained. Down on his knees, an obedient servant of the Force, just like all those months ago. It spoke to him – and he listened, without saying a word. Out of his silence, the sounds and images appeared, filling the space around them, giving the reality its meaning and weight, just like clean white cloth that gradually becomes heavy with blood when it covers the body.

Я служу Империи!
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Имею честь быть Командором НШС
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For Mandalore!
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Вечный солист бодрости

"Весь мир театр.
Но пьеса поставлена плохо." © Оскар Уайльд

Любая, рандомная подпись

кто глупее дурак или тот кто за ним следует?

Я хочу лишь тебя,
Я зову лишь тебя.
Так танцуй для меня, Шлюха-Смерть.
Поиграй со мною в смерть,
Расскажи мне на ночь сказку
И скажи: «Умирай от моей ласки».
В тишине с тобой бродить
Средь пустых глазниц окон,
Наблюдая за огнем
Мертвых звезд.
Остуди мой огонь
Холодной рукой.
Я, как тень на закат,
Иду за тобой.

"Невинный блаженец" © D.G.

Ilaan vanished – and took all the sounds and sources of light along. Only Ilaan remained. Down on his knees, an obedient servant of the Force, just like all those months ago. It spoke to him – and he listened, without saying a word. Out of his silence, the sounds and images appeared, filling the space around them, giving the reality its meaning and weight, just like clean white cloth that gradually becomes heavy with blood when it covers the body.

i'm a have a couple drinks then this Time to Hit the Club, 8Ball-Time to hit the Club
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