hehe damo gid man gahambal bala. ay ka kyut na sa iya. lumpat dala bakdyab kay dancer ka man
Posted by modernpatadyong at March 3, 2009, 2:14 pm
siya
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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.
“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!”
daw mag-utod kamo sis ni intel
kalingaw tulukon sang mga pics. daw malumpat ko da!
Posted by blu at March 2, 2009, 7:14 pm