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It’s zeeeee FLYING DUTCHMAN! Argghhh-ergh-ergh-ergh!

heydad:

themarinegeek:

It’s zeeeee FLYING DUTCHMAN! Argghhh-ergh-ergh-ergh!

kayology:

heygray:

empressk8:

dontmesswithcookiemonster:

joserizal:earlshmurl:
ANO BAAAAAAAAAAAAA HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHHAH!!

i laughed out loud! hahaha!

WHAAAAAAAAATTT =))))))))
HAHAHAHAHAHAHAH. HUMINTO MUNDO KO SHEET! :)))


ANG GWAPO NI PACQUIAO SHETTTT BAHAHAHAHAHAHA

kayology:

heygray:

empressk8:

dontmesswithcookiemonster:

joserizal:earlshmurl:

ANO BAAAAAAAAAAAAA HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHHAH!!

i laughed out loud! hahaha!

WHAAAAAAAAATTT =))))))))

HAHAHAHAHAHAHAH. HUMINTO MUNDO KO SHEET! :)))

ANG GWAPO NI PACQUIAO SHETTTT BAHAHAHAHAHAHA

samsonloveddelila:

jawdropper17:

sorryimbusy:

summerblue:

ichewguminclass:

sendingshivers:

B-) Butter Stick B-)

awsm.


rockstarr. sana mei ganito ako. :)

\m/


cooooooooool. haha

samsonloveddelila:

jawdropper17:

sorryimbusy:

summerblue:

ichewguminclass:

sendingshivers:

B-) Butter Stick B-)

awsm.

rockstarr. sana mei ganito ako. :)

\m/

cooooooooool. haha

synchronized neighborhood haha

when christmas fever started, it was like our whole neighborhood was sync-ed all of a sudden. haha. my dad and i find it funny cos you see it all started when this first neighbor (the house infront of ours) began hanging decors all around and when i mean all around, i really mean it. (like it barely looks like a house anymore. rather more of a cabaret now. haha. no offense, tho) so a day after, my second neighbor (the house on our left side) started putting up decors too (well you see, there’s a bitter connection between these two famileehs but i wont talk about it. personal much you know. hehe) then a week after, we started putting up na. the next day, our third neighbor (the house that stands on the left side of the house infront of us) decored their house too. and lastly, the house on our right side was on christmas fever na din. haha. so when all of our houses were decorated already and it’s time to show what we’ve got, the house on our right was the first to light up, followed by the house infront of us then us then the third neighbor then the house on our right side. YES. one by one. unpurposed. i noticed that, but my dad was quiet so i waited for him to talk…. and then he spoke up. “wow, nakita mo yun? parang may nagcontrol satin lahat. parang isa lang yung nagswitch on. haha. ang ganda noh?” haha. and yes it was. and we’re sync-ed to one anotha. hahahaha!

formspring.me

hi..

hello :)

What made you create a formspring.me?

because… i’m freakin bored. yeah. haha

how did you come up with your tumblr name? its cute :)

because i love love cupcakes and much as i love lollipops, too. sweet tooth drama. heehee. btw, thank you. :D

keep ‘em sending ♥

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mixep:

Boy: Baby, we need to talk.
Girl: Ricardo, what do u mean?
Boy: Something has come up…
Girl: What? What’s wrong? Is it bad?
Boy: I don’t want to hurt you, baby.
Girl: *Thinks* Oh my God, I hope he doesnt break up with me… I love him so much.
Boy: Baby, are you there??
Girl: Yeah, I’m here. What is so important??
Boy: I’m not sure if I should say it..
Girl: Well, you already brought it up, so please just tell me.
Boy: I’m leaving…
Girl: Baby, what are u talking about?? I don’t want you to leave me, I love you.
Boy: Not like that, I mean I’m moving far away.
Girl: Why? All of your famliy lives over here.
Boy: Well, my father is sending me away to a boarding school far away.
Girl: I can’t believe this.
[FATHER: (Picks up the other phone, interrupts & yells furiously
ERICA!, what did I tell you about talking to boys?!!!… Get off the
damn phone!! (And hangs up).

Boy: Wow, your father sounds really mad.
Girl: You know how he gets, but anyways, I dont want you to go.
Boy: Would you run away with me?
Girl: Baby, you know I would, I would do anything for you, but I can’t… You don’t know what would happen if I did. My dad would kill me!
Boy: *Sad* It’s okay.. I understand, I guess..
Girl: *Thinking*I can’t believe what’s going on.
Boy: I need to give you something tonite, because I am leaving on
flight 1-80 in the morning, so I need to see you now.
Girl: Okay, I will sneak out & meet you at the park.
Boy: Okay, I’ll meet you there in 20 minutes.
[They meet at a nearby park, they both hug eachother. And he gives
her a note.]
Boy: Here you go, this is for you. I gotta go.
Girl: *Tear* (Begins to cry.)
Boy: Baby, dont cry, you know I love you… But I have to go.
Girl: Okay (Begins to walk away.)
[They both go back home. And Erica begins to read the letter he gave her]
It says…
“Erica,

You probably already know that I’m leaving, I knew this would be better if I wrote a letter explaining the truth about how much I care about you. The truth is, is that I never loved you, I hated you so much, you are my bitch and dont you ever forget that. I never cared about you, and never wanted to talk to you, and be around you. You really have no clue how much I hate you. Now that I’m leaving I thought you should know that I hate you, bitch. You never did the
right thing, and you were never there. I didnt think I could hate someone as much as I hate you. And I never want to see you, for the rest of my life, I will never miss kissing you like before, I never want to cuddle up, how we used to. I will not miss you and that’s a promise. You never had my love, and I want you to remember that. Bitch, you keep this letter because this may be the last thing you have from me. Fuck, I hate you so much. I will not talk to you soon bitch… Goodbye.
- Ricardo”
[ Erica begins to cry, she throws the paper in tha garbage & crys for hours ]
… A day passes, she is sad, depressed and she feels so lonely… Then she gets a phone call….
Friend: How are you feeling?
Girl: I just cant believe this happened.. I thought he loved me.
Friend: Oh, about that. Ricardo left me a message. A few days ago. He told me to tell you to look in your jacket pocket or something…
Girl: Umm.. okay.
[She finds a piece of paper in the jacket,
It says:
“Baby I hope you find this before you read my letter. I knew your dad might read it, so I switched a few words…
Hate = Love
Never = Always
Bitch = Baby
Will not= will
…. I hope you didn’t take that seriously because I love you with all my heart, and it was so hard to let you go thats why I wanted you to run away with me… -Ricardo”]
Girl: Oh my God! It’s a letter.. Ricardo does love me!!, he must of slipped it into my pocket when he hugged me. I can’t believe how stupid I am!!

Friend: lol Okay but I g2g… Call me later.
Girl: *happy*okay, bye, I’ll be at home waiting for my baby to call me!
… Erica turns the T.V. on……
[Breaking news] “An airplane has crashed. Over 47 young boys died, we are still searching for survivors… This is a tragedy we will never forget, this plane was flight 1-80… it was on its way to an all boys boarding school…” the Reporter says.
[ She turns off the t.v. … 3 days later, she kills herself, because of the fact that Ricardo was dead & she had nothing to live for… ]
… A day after that the phone rings. Nobody answers. It was Ricardo, he called to leave a message. “Its Ricardo, I guess you’re not home so, I called to let you know that I’m alive, I missed my flight because I had to see you one last time. So, I hope your not worried. I am staying for good

Omg, that hurts..

awwwww !!!! :( :”>

Omg. <//////////////////////////////////3

TANGINA :((((((( <///////3

OMGGGG.

Awww. :((((

BUT WHY! :(

<//3 :(

Fudge. </3 :((

She should have confirmed it first! Shoot naiinis ako. Hahaha. AFFECTED?!

WHAT THE HELL?! i mean, srsly. ANG… :| tragic. :O

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