asians

asians know faithfulness like it is not a fling thing. i get to be an asian once in awhile so i know about it. it's like a blanket---about an asian spouse. it is not companionship or togetherness which leads to unfaithfulness. it is just is with an asian. i really don't care about non-asians. they know divorce and other dirty things. i could care yet i don't pass through walls so i just let it be. and it is like a balloon in the places i would like balloons about to be. it is blue and yellow and pink. etc. faithfulness.

when you are to spend this one lifetime with just about one guy/gal who would you like it to be? as easy as that. now, excuse i. i don't give a hoot when one is not asian.

it is painless and no hassles about it

yung alin?  getting a book and eating the pages. it takes seconds of one's life yet it is sustaining to the life of it. luck's like it. it's handy and usual. then you get to know one who is unlucky. so you go to hell and be a disciple of the punished one about hell. all is nice about it. it is cute and easy. like a lollipop. it sounds so fun and the hues cool. just like it. books get to be so fun and cool. sleeping gets you to it. you think about hell's boss while sleeping and it's cute as he tells you how it's like in books and in the actual. you see he getting a lollipop and he signs a pad so you can get stuff only physicians get to allow. well? go get a good book.

hey

you will be what you hate. apathy is good. tea is not so less good. a balloon gets i a high when it's about you and i. it is to be hued yellow or pink. like candies. it's about chewing, swallowing, and subsisting on it religiously as you can't get anything else with the allowance you get.

sleepy. sleepy. sleepy. dead.

cuteness is a pain in the left chest

i think it is good. this daily business of shitting. it cleans the physique and all. then i get to eat again. not so bad, huh?
which is a good sign today? chickens next place going about? cool clothing opinion? sandwiches on a stand? like, i said we don't get used to it so a one-night stand it gets to be again. life is plain. it's the hues which gets to you . then you know, it is a not-so-sad thing. life begets i. i beget things. things get loud and exhaling and inhaling. it is a planet filled with its citizens. then they walk on the land with feet touching the land. with hands getting things as they ought to be. such is life. sickness is i.

i know.

i will always cheat about you so you will know what i say when you don't want to listen. it's always a good thing not to deny bad and good things yet i always say good people win when bad people lose. it's a basic fact which does not escape i. it's like a good day. i can't win when i lose and when i win i can't lose. luck is okay. i always see you in good whiles while you pass by with a good sign you get to be today.

slapshocked

it is a few songs about a band. i think is still a belief with the youth these few songs can inflict pain about a feeling of a sudden falling in lust. i hate the hues of the night when a band playing in a place is okay with it. it is ought to be okay with all, no? and the hues be sedated and cool when the people listening about gets to be loud and wild. it's like painting with all the things good and bad when you feel like it. it's nice to know you get to be knowing which things i think about as of now. it's a nice connection about galaxies. love. live. lust.

today is to be a good day. well, ha.

happy sunshine day. all is well.

it is not a sad day. i just hate it when people get to the place i find about the bad things i do and i own. it is flee while. so, when do i get to own a piece of you now i don't know which way to go?
i saw one going to one's way and getting one to one's way. it is how influence is. opinion is a cute thing. keep it going. and anything is so easy.

blackout. i didn't get to watch tv soon while being so helpless with walls. i sketched a few designs, donned a big tee, and went walking about the block. kids played, a few kotse got in the way and i got into the kotses's way, fowls getting about. luck is to be glad today about all these. it's nice to know i still get to be okay with how a few things usually get to be so insane. life's cute. i get to be cute. you? cute. i? cute? those kids playing? cute.

btw, i hate the hot sun and the blue sky. today.

i was doodling a few sketches of you in thought yet you left i speechless when i got to the act of getting you a balloon. fact is, i just didn't see you today. i think also about last instance which was blank. it is nonsense which gets i a high today. it is a habit and i like it. it's a nuisance to peace of thought and i think it is a breakthrough. life's sad without doodles and you.

funny

potiska is cute.

laugh and you'll be laughing. weep and i'll get you stuff physicians only can allow. go and i will just be in the place you'd like to be. a goodbye is cute. it is like being in this planet with about a billion people and thousands of things; you say goodbye yet one can always see one again. it is not goodbye. it is just going to one's ways. life is cute this way. a goodbye is easy. and also not easy. one sees one's death as a passage of being an adult. it is going to a new place such as hell/heaven/next house. it is okay to die. i just don't know when it will be about one. with easy questions, i can always ask i. with difficult questions, i can ask a constellation. bwahahaha. do you know i get to be GOD soon? it was while asleep when i got to this wish. i'd like to take life as good advise. i take it and when i won't one can get i to it. with loud voices and punches and good hot soups.

*listening to the london suede.*

a few gals holding hands and going about while a song is playing.

it gets i a high

which? looking at photos and things about getting a scene in one's thinking. i like it. it's like a pink sky. it is not usual and it is a cute hobby. i will always hope about the good things in life. life is a bit uneasy when it is wet and cold and sedated. i think to cuddle is best nowadays. fun is fun.
so, which is going to be a good thing to do now? this post is just a bit of today. i also listen to songs, watch the walls, think about salads, and dunk a soda. i hate to end a day just sleeping. i think about being online as i about to go bed and get a glass of juice. it's a daily habit which keeps i going. it gets i a high, too.

lucky ones get an ice pop each. good day. i no longer is an paid ice pop fan. i can get to buy one about you anyway though.

to post pieces about clothing and shoes is a good thing i'd like to do. i would like to pull shoes not exactly alike about nice feet. it's nice, nice, nice. it's so so so cool. it's unique to all usual shoes.
people can tell when a thing is not okay with the way one clothes about. it is safe to don a good gown when the occasion is sedated. life is well with the ways of one when it is a splashy instance as you get a good coat. i believe in the power of pink, white, and black. okay. and also a bit of green. i believe in love, lust, and good prescription drugs for those not in peace. i always get a high about good tales on daily life---its busy acts, its lullabies about the splash down to the land, and the gals that go with all these. life's sad when one is in chains. those who put you in chains ought to be dead in a few seconds and i will initiate act one. don't hesitate to help those helpless about the sadness one inflicts on one. i do not know now know ill will against the planet and its citizens. the place is now as it is and is no one's fault. that's how life is. i hate spitefulness and the stuff it gets one. when one is like it one is not to be. i also think about a bit about luck.

plastic people

yeah. plastic people go about the place with such easiness i'd like to woo plastic people to bed. it's like eating cookies. it is a fix. like a sunday and a tuesday. life is cute. which is next job? fixing things, i think. like pcs and online things. like teaching a class with youth not knowing when to cheat. i hate the plasticty of plastic people yet i don't know which things seen in the sky i supposed to say. constellations away, i think of you.

do not pay

i tell they it's a shithole thing do get a life and inflict pain about it because they get so obsessed. i think luck is on a good guy's side so it's okay when i finally get about they's dwellings with cute things. it is step one to killing they. i do not apologize when i light things in such places. it's just. it is beyond justice and i get to be glad. so, let's inflict pain in they's chest. i hate ugly people who get so obsessed about i. get a facelift and be cute. life's nice this way.

when will this be?

shoes! when can i get one in these styles?
be happy.

one can't call a day today unless it is now. i like to think i did a thing about a while and it is now okay with the people, the lone satellite, and the ocean. i think about luck, goodness, and a one-night stand which went away so easily. it's like a bubble. you know soon it will be lost. saying again won't get it to you again.which is lost is lost and soon you'll find it in a new thing. i think about God and the insult i get when i go to a place of faith on a sunday. i do the insulting so it's actually a healthy self-help thing. i was once a toy so i know what it's like not to flee when a bad thing is beneath the bed and i think they ought to clap good sentences about this. it is difficult and easy and fun like a school subject one is stuck with for a long while. goodness is a quiet thing seeping in one's own laws and gets one bad-looking dates. seduction is plain body talk. life is good.

at once, all exploded and i was left about a bad joke. i think about the big bang opinion and the life in between  the happenings which is the life i get. to count well is good. to know hues, signs, and delights of this place is so okay i' d like to think such a thing is not. it's fun, okay, to know i can think. it's so good to be with you. peace? also with you.

no lunch today. i won't die just because i couldn't get lunch. i will just be wan and pale. like a pussycat in the night.  it is known to  people when the  eyes glow. they just don't  know how it feels like. and i won't get you clues. be a cat and find out. be and be okay with it. such things go easy when you feel like being one.                                                   

luck is getting out of a bullet's path. you live next day when it is not good today. check the sky.  it is still a fine thing to own without buying. and again , soon it will fall wet.

today i was shouting so well. life's not so well. being up and down with it is so often i can' t enjoy the fun. okay.

                               

anything.

hurt.

anything.
you love i. you love i. you love i. i don't hate you so. i think about you.

i quit as a paid ice pop fan. it is a fact which is likely. today i would like to be acceptable as a citizen of this planet in the usual way. it will be in a long while about being a paid ice pop fan again. about now, i'd like to be away.

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i know how it is to see this planet's lonely satellite in daylight. when the sky is blue, it is also a blue thing. a thing such as this is not so often. it gets i good feelings about this galaxy. it is like being in a book about beings you don't usually see and get to be in daylight life. night lends day things which constantly gets us hints the unusual is opinion.
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i cannot get you to weep. look to the sky. it is blue.

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it is sad when people get to this blog. i know they lost the chance of gulping a good canful of soda in a nice hidden place. i just take it out of one's thinking  and i left one half-dead in pluto. such luck to be in this blog knowing about it. do you hate i? it shows. hey, get this can of soda into you. luck says it will soon be okay. you will find you in a house like the one you left and it is not anyone's house. you do not know which things i do to get people insanity allowed about lowly beings. like dancing along a a disco tune. you lost you. you know you ought to be good.

i spent awhile talking to i. it's nice to do when all alone. i think it just is when loneliness gets i to be alone. it is to be away, glad, and not paying attention to stupid things in life. okay, it is cute. besides, i don't think God does it good. i know the ways in life and the little pests which go about. i think God won't be a challenge when i hang out with a good boy. life is so cute.

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i watched the shows on tv and it is all well with i today. lunch is plain. the sky is plain. getting online access is a plain thing. all is plain today. unlike a cold soda. the ice pops went to each kid plainly. 3 pesos each. cool, huh?

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is lust okay, foolish, and cute? lust is a hidden thing about being sung in one song. i think it's cute when people dedicate a song about i. it just is nice to know anybody can and is allowed to be paying attention about i and the feelings i own about they. it's a way to get it back to the whole galaxy. nothing is lost, all will be gain soon. and it is plain physics.

when i get to be in school this june i would like to take up philosophy. it's a way of life to think and established ideas get i a high when putting conflicts about such. i hate to nod to bad ideas and going to a school to get a good opinion is one thing i need to do. beauty is when you get to know a thing is to show you life gets to be so enjoyable. i would not like to hate online access, unseen people, and pizza. i would like to be a constellation in the sky i see at night, a stuffed toy boys kiss, and a good gal. i hate it when things go out of the way and i can't and things i would like to happen plainly can't be because of people's thoughts spoken out loud when such things they let out ought to be hidden and gone. it's zilch points when pests and nuisances tell i how to be today. awhile ago it was cute. not now. i think i ought to bite a pizza slice, choose good clothes, and be.


i love you.

about unseen stuffed toys

fun it was. today i was loud. i think it's bad when one is not unsuffering. it is not to own good ideas. it is light. good light. i hate it when people tell i what to be. it just is bad. it is not a people occasion. it is about one and not all. i think people ought to be i. then they'll know how to kick ass like a judo guy, defend as if playing chess, and offend people when they get too close to take all i own. i hate it when one of the people i think as a things about i go with just about anybody. such people get i so well i hate it when they think i not to take they not kept and see i as kept. it is not cute. i think about possessions and such things in life. i get to be self-possessed at few whiles and it is bad and it is so big a deal when i let anybody in. so, be gentle about i and i'll be good. it is also about in such in things like sights, clothes, and pets. it is life being cute because i would like it to be cute. okay, i collect photos of one-night stands. a one-night stand is an obsession which lasts awhile and it is nice when i think it lasts such a while. people get to it. i get to it. i won't let you know about such identities. it's good life to the fullest.

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a night ago i can't find what i did in sleepland. i think it's cute this way---not to know about good things and to see the bad. it's like coincidence with a little kitten. such thing just do a bit of goodness. one can't tell which sky it is today unless uulan. and you know the place you attend to with luck and attention. it is like finding joy at step one. step two is to be. last step is to die. at hidden whiles, i'd like to kill a bloody-eyed bunny for the sake of being cute and able to do so. such capability is cute in sleepland. this is what i think i got into the while i can't find in thought what i did in sleepland. a night ago, it was.

you know the way to the place i can find balloons and sell ice pops as an okay deed? i'd love to know the place. i can't find the place. i think it is outside this planet. is it a place they can be in when hiding against little ones? let's go.

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i know you'd like to know which things i tell the doc when i go to he to flee against thinking about lunatics only see. clinically, this patient 8153 is cute in hell, hated in heaven, and thinking about going to such places on a paid pass when in between. it is this planet's thought about fate which keeps i going to the doc. soon, people of the galaxy will go to this place and show the idea they own about attending to this planet's citizens. it's not being an alien which can convince us to go to buy ice pops sold in hidden places. it is the way they attend to you when the ideas they got gets you to finally to the doc. thanks, people. we would like an invasion. we'd like to know how it is when the doc talks get us stuff this galaxy hides. it's like a new thing. the influence of the people and the planets aligned to GOD's goals put chaos into clean bed things when i wake up each day. coffee tastes so good soon at 9a and you know when it's not coffee i swallow h20 and stuff cows get to the table and know it's not easy to be so happy although it's so possible to be. killjoys get it. they know what joy they take when they inflict pain to those happy with the way things will be like. i need people to get that cup about the table when i wake up. i cannot do it alone. it takes two to dance so bad. one dancing is cute and two doing things is so nice, cute, and beautiful to the sight. life is good today and i would like to stay in this day awhile. let's dance.

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ice pops? getting paid to sell one is cute. an ice pop is cool, with a likable hue easy to the sight, and of nice shape. i hate the thought of splitting an ice pop into two although i get so fond of the nice sound as one does it. and it goes with the thought of getting an ice pop into between one's lips, to about the waiting teeth and tongue, down the pipe, and into one's body. it's an ice pop's coolness this hot season which gets ice pop fans good pay. tasty hued hard fluid is so good to one's tongue one does not apologize about buying ice pops. being paid about it is an offense. and it is this opinion which gets i a high. i feel so tall and illegal. it's like a one-night stand. you know you can get away with just about anything. one just couldn't tell one's boy about such illegal things. it is planned and boys plan it to be. it is faith, opinion, and thought. it is legal when one enjoys yet when one is ought to be dedicated to a few things against it is so illegal. ice pops, one night stands, and planned events get i to be. and then, illegal and legal, i let it be. such is a life of a paid ice pop fan. ice pop faithfuls, buy at least an ice pop a day. these hot season, enjoy an ice pop. an ice pop and insanity keeps the galaxy a nice place to be in. likewise about pretty boys taking i out. life is like this: cute, a paid thing, and feelings about it last the whole while. then one is on the exit. i can't think about the idea it's all about deeds. i think it's about how much you enjoy while at it. then how one let it be is how it is. i can't think it is about God's will or the feeling God knows who i get to with next on ice pops stands, doc clinics, and in the ward. i just get ice pops to the next kid, go check the doc's advise when things get so unhealthy about the thoughts i own when waking up, and get on with life on a high about it when i get to watch tv and know life will be okay. it is so fun. say.

now, you know. life is cute. let's be cute.

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i saw a dog getting in line with his kid. here, pup, ice pops will let you be happy.

okay.

oh, hello.

uh-oh. gaganda ka kaya pag-nag date na tayo? anong kulay ang dapat isuot sa date natin? i think it is science: a collision of two bodies which can cause a defiance of conventional physics and a constancy to biological issues.


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do i like a vegetable salad? yah. it is a healthy option to food choices. it is tacoyaki day. i had cabbages and tacos with spaghetti sauce and cheese in a psychotic setting. and i like it. i'd like no less than tacoyaki. well, it is today. today is nice. so, what else would you like to eat? is it blue? yellow? pink? soft? chewy? unhealthy?

*hands you a taco* anyone? don't die of cold.


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i saw a pretty boy. it is his eyes. nice face. cute. he talks nice. white tank. red jeans. unlaced, dejected shoes. AND nice accent.

beautiful people. pretty boy stands out in white and red.

it is so easy to fall in love.

wait, i think i'll ask he out. good luck about i.

ice pops. P3/each.

i still had a few pesos left so i went to a pc station to update people about the life i exist about and which things i get to be lately.

it is job fiesta in sm city. i'd like to attend. the thing i look about a job is that it is to be of good pay. as of now, i get paid to be an ice pop fan. suits i. it is a hot day. anything cool is quite cool.

i would like to get a baseball cap. it will be bloody in hue, with a little belt at the back, and is nice to choose with a white cotton top. it will go well with jeans. i can see it now. bet it is on today's wishlist. it will cost about 150 pesos. downtown, it will get to that cost plus a label on the inside which does not cost anything.

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when i was 11, i had a big fight with a pal on softball. she and i punched i and she, scratched, kicked like the chun li fans that we get to be those whiles. i had a high on these until lately. it just is not a good thing, to boast of such thing. it is payback when i get to be an outpatient, file 8153, on the psych section of the local hospital. people get kicks just watching i donate blood each instance i get to be confined. i don't know. pwede na hindi.

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what's up? sky, clouds, fowls. :D