
Benedictus qui venit in nomine Domini
Buried. IN A STAINLESS STEAL COFFIN.
Infact why not just shove the hurst in the hole.
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RIP Marco Simoncelli ~ 1987 - 2011
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Retired from Habbox May 2011
It is quite freaky when you think about it isn't it? I dunno some people think theres a after life in heaven or any other religous land some think you start life again as something else but most now days just think when your dead your dead![]()
I’ll be a story in your head, but that’s okay, because we’re all stories in the end. Just make it a good one, eh? Because it was, you know. It was the best. A daft old man who stole a magic box and ran away. Did I ever tell you that I stole it? Well, I borrowed it. I always meant to take it back. Oh, that box, Amy, you’ll dream about that box. It’ll never leave you. Big and little at the same time. Brand-new and ancient and the bluest blue ever. And the times we had, eh? Would had…Never had. In your dreams, they’ll still be there. The Doctor and Amy Pond and the days that never came.
I've always wondered that.
And, i would want to be cremated, because i don't wanna be left to rot or anything.
Cremated, cos apparently there was a man who got buried and woke up in his coffin, but then died cos he suffocated.
They only found out because when they dug up the coffin for something there were scratch marks on the lid.
Hello
Don't really know yet![]()
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without you i just go crazy.
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.you're my sugar honey iced tea, baby.
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That is sick imagine how scary that must have been
I’ll be a story in your head, but that’s okay, because we’re all stories in the end. Just make it a good one, eh? Because it was, you know. It was the best. A daft old man who stole a magic box and ran away. Did I ever tell you that I stole it? Well, I borrowed it. I always meant to take it back. Oh, that box, Amy, you’ll dream about that box. It’ll never leave you. Big and little at the same time. Brand-new and ancient and the bluest blue ever. And the times we had, eh? Would had…Never had. In your dreams, they’ll still be there. The Doctor and Amy Pond and the days that never came.
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