Day 1: He smelled like rain
Day 2: The black, big dog
Day 3: The man with the purse
Day 4: Marissa
Day 5: I am a fish
Day 6: Sammy Sandwich
Day 7: Prom Queen
Day 8: Sarah’s big nostrils
Day 9: The wonder of Mr. Igby’s slippers
Day 10: The day my mother married the ice cream man
Day 11: It was love
Day 12: Like like like
Day 13: Laundromat
Day 14: Fourteen
Day 15: Tea bags
Day 16: The day the world stopped breathing
Day 17: Frozen Bananas
Day 18: I went home with a panda
Day 19: Jump
Day 20: Hello
perfect weather for blankets and musings
Pretty shitty when you’ve got no cloth to bury yourself in but the perfect accent to complete ~ze depressed moode. I’ve got a thing for cold and depressing weather…it makes me ponder on things I wouldn’t consider thinking of on a sunny day. It makes me more expressive, creative, less aggressive, calmer…peaceful. Does this happen to you too?
bagong gising si beeas. ps: butas pa tshirt ko.
Oh hi :)
Hello, adulthood! :D
BEA!
Happy 18th you wild thing! God Bless and I hope you get to read more amazing books. Stay
classycrazy :DCant wait for saturday!
thaaaank youuu paaaaam :D :D :D
me and my brother. circa 1997. lol
final exams for adapted pe. head fucked.
these past few days = perfect cotton candy clouds.
on mondays, we cut
I had yogurt + golden oreos for breakfast and I flunked my theology preliminary exam. T.T boo hoo.
Happy 31st birthday, Tegan and Sara! :)
Hello, Plates! :D
Good morning!
I want some Lychee Yakult
Moonleaf near our school finally! Omnomnom
HI PAM. PWEDE IREBLOG? :) WAHAHA
