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My heart says “I can’t take this anymore!” but my mind would say “Hang on, you can do this!” my stomach will say “Damn!I’m so hungry!”


My eyes are sleepy, stomach is hungry, mind is stressed,body is aching, and my heart is weary and tired.




Hahaha..Bored lang ako. Nakakatamad kasi umuulan so kahit medjo madilim, napagtripan ko pa din ang webcam ng laptop ko! Hahaha. Distorted din ung image kung anu-ano kasi ginagawa ko eh! Hahaha..

Hahaha..Bored lang ako. Nakakatamad kasi umuulan so kahit medjo madilim, napagtripan ko pa din ang webcam ng laptop ko! Hahaha.

Distorted din ung image kung anu-ano kasi ginagawa ko eh! Hahaha..


Kitams! Di lang ako ang nadadapa, napapatid at nahuhulog! Pati mga crush ko biktima din! Hahaha.(yes! di ako nag-iisa!)

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Kung saan-saan ka pa tumitingin, nasa harap mo lang naman pala ang hinahanap mo.

 -Ako nung hinahanap ko ung remote control ng TV. Hahaha


  • pe teacher: you got a horrible time on the mile
  • me: it does not matter how slow you go as long as you do not stop

Did you know that in Denmark students are paid for studying?



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taylormariegreen:

 Part of Tumblr

Look at this site, isn’t it neat?
Wouldn’t you think that this dashboard’s complete?
Wouldn’t you think I’m the girl.
The girl who blogs… everything?
Look at this trove, treasures untold.
How many wonders can one Tumblr hold?
Looking around here you think.
Sure, reblog everything.
I’ve seen memes and hipsters aplenty.
Reblogged graphics and text posts galore.
You want messages? I’ve got twenty!
But who cares, no big deal.
I want more…
I want to be where the hipsters are.
I want to see, want to see them bloggin’.
Putting some pics in their; What do you call it? Oh queue.
Facebook and MySpace won’t get you far.
Friends are required for liking, commenting.
When they start creeping then you just… what’s that word again? Block.
Up where they like, where they reblog.
Where they have Caturday and Sundog.
Signup is free.
Wish I could be.
Part of Tumblr.
What would I give if I could live without these errors?
What would I pay to spend the day scrolling my dash?
Bet David Karp, he has a heart.
Bet he won’t reprimend his followers.
Bright young hipsters, don’t need misters.
Forever alone.
I’m ready to know what those hipsters know!
Ask them my questions and get some answers!
What is breathing? And what is… what’s the word? Air?
When’s it my turn.
Wouldn’t I love.
Love to like, follow and reblog.
Out of Facebook.
Wish I could be.
Part of Tumblr.

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When nobody but you knows the answer to a question…

sodamnrelatable:

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I’m not a Tumblr famous. I love it when a red number appears above my inbox icon. If someone followed me, I smile and it makes me happy. When I lose a follower, I ask myself why. When someone hates me, only few people comfort me. When I make a text post, I seldom have notes for it. Almost all of my posts are reblogged from other users. When I hold an honesty hour, you can count with your fingers the people who ask. But despite the fact that I have not much follower count, I am proud of my blog. Why? Because the person who is reading this right now chose to follow me. :) I love you followers.


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