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Qs Gone Batty!

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Qs Gone Batty...Fashion...Storyline...Music

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Qs Gone Batty!

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Qs Gone Batty! | Qs Gone Batty…Fashion…Storyline…Music Skip to content Qs Gone Batty! Qs Gone Batty…Fashion…Storyline…Music Primary Menu Menu Home About This Summers Gonna Hurt Like A Mother F*cker July 11, 2015 July 11, 2015 Qocaine Leave a comment What I’m Wearing Tattoo – Bolson – Hort Jeans – .t13. Dussault Jeans w/HUD Boots – GOS – Aviator Boots Hairbase – Unorthodox – Tril – Military I. Beneath the vine-clad eaves, Whose shadows fall before Thy lowly cottage door– Under the lilac’s tremulous leaves– Within thy snowy clasped hand The purple flowers it bore. Last eve in dreams, I saw thee stand, Like queenly nymph from Fairy-land– Enchantress of the flowery wand, Most beauteous Isadore! II. And when I bade the dream Upon thy spirit flee, Thy violet eyes to me Upturned, did overflowing seem With the deep, untold delight Of Love’s serenity; Thy classic brow, like lilies white And pale as the Imperial Night Upon her throne,...

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