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85% sa pityurs nga akon sya tupad
si nonon, tianoy nga masabad
toma. turos. gulp. lam-ok alkohol ang tema,
klaro kaayo kung ano sya!!!
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salamat sa iya pinalangga nga si yowee
ang opisyal nga maniniyot.
thanks tianoy sa artwork, abi ka mga manghod ko “gripo”
haha.
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tin, san-o ta makitaay?
Posted by kaith at October 29, 2008, 8:58 amasteg yung drawing 
galing kaw ba yung nainom tinay?
@dee: agree. and your faith separates true love to the kind that is just being sensationalized by romanticism dee.
may ara man gani nga lapitay kamo pero kalayo sa iya. basta, pavigil ko nga maabot na ang pagahatagan ko sang akon gagutok na nga gugma. 
kaith, sa cebu ka no? base makadto ko da sa nobiyembre 
libreha ko pasabaw
ron, nonon is a genius haha. nonon is also a B.I. (dyowk)
Tin, laag mi Dumaguete really soon. Isn’t that near where you are? Say yes, and we’ll give your place a quick visit - or might. Sige na. Can’t wait to see you so I’ll know you really exist, physically. Hahaha.
Posted by Chin at October 29, 2008, 8:58 pm@chin: oi madame, si danilo aka sigbin ang taga dumaguete. wa mo nadayun katong Guimaras?
magkita ta, we have to hit each other to prove our physical existence
uy sarap ng toma nyo ah.
Posted by eli at October 30, 2008, 1:12 pmyup, diri gd ko. teh, leave me a comment kung ari ka na d. ilibre ta gd ka, kan-on, sabaw, sud-an kag chocolate cake. hahaha.
Posted by kaith at October 30, 2008, 6:11 pm@kaith: yeheeeeeeeeeey! naexcite na ko kaith. haha. riot ni.
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she likes seashore naps and the view of everything from the bus window. she likes tiny moments and the small spaces between faces when people talk.
sometimes, she wakes up to that odd feeling of being a fallen leaf, an old tree, an azotea or a waitress somewhere-- talking to a taxicab driver about that random song on the radio.
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and this. a proof that:
how you see LIFE is how
you actually see YOUR self.
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maddening spurt:
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“The only people for me are the mad ones, the ones who are mad to live, mad to talk, mad to be saved, desirous of everything at the same time, the ones who never yawn or say a commonplace thing, but burn, burn, burn, like fabulous yellow roman candles exploding like spiders across the stars and in the middle you see the blue centerlight pop and everybody goes "Awww!”
-Jack Kerouac-
Love makes the wanting to be overflowing, the timid to be inspired, the dull to be iridescent, the worthless to be worthy, death to life. Love makes everything worthy..even death.
I believe that choice is and will always be the factor why a relationship will or will not last. Distance, like differences and bad timing are just convenient excuses to an obvious lack of dedication and passion to make things work.
I still am deliriously happy.
Posted by Dee at October 28, 2008, 10:43 pm