The Magical World of Drarry |14| - Lectuur en literatuur

'DracoCervus is extreem besmettelijk, dus als je niet besmet wilt worden: rechtsboven is het vaccin, gewoon even klikken'.

NO SPARKLES ALLOWED.

Soundtrack

[ bericht aangepast op 19 aug 2011 - 21:58 ]

[ bericht aangepast door een moderator op 20 aug 2011 - 13:02 ]

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"You move me, Kurt." ~ Blaine Anderson

Die heb ik niet meer

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It probably had more to do with the hurled bombs, thrown down by humans hiding in the clouds...

Oh, toch wel!

Hij staat er

[ bericht aangepast op 19 aug 2011 - 17:44 ]

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It probably had more to do with the hurled bombs, thrown down by humans hiding in the clouds...

Oppugno schreef:
Die heb ik niet meer

Kan je ook niet van het topic dat jij hebt aangemaakt? En dan op aanpassen klikken en dat even doorsturen in pb?

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"You move me, Kurt." ~ Blaine Anderson

ABO 8D

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But I still have this faith in the truth of my dreams.

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"You move me, Kurt." ~ Blaine Anderson

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I've no idea of the future, but I can see the past quite well. And the present, if the weather's clear.

Orchideous schreef:

O_o Creepy.

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It probably had more to do with the hurled bombs, thrown down by humans hiding in the clouds...

Orchideous schreef:

Wat zou het andere zijn *wenkbrauwwiebel*

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“When you have eliminated the impossible, whatever rema

Wolowizard schreef:
(...)

Wat zou het andere zijn *wenkbrauwwiebel*

Drarry.

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It probably had more to do with the hurled bombs, thrown down by humans hiding in the clouds...

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I've no idea of the future, but I can see the past quite well. And the present, if the weather's clear.

Oppugno schreef:
(...)
Drarry.

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"You move me, Kurt." ~ Blaine Anderson

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I've no idea of the future, but I can see the past quite well. And the present, if the weather's clear.

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"You move me, Kurt." ~ Blaine Anderson

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I've no idea of the future, but I can see the past quite well. And the present, if the weather's clear.

Orchideous schreef:

Omg <3333

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Every word written is a victory against death | Michel Butor