“Then, when I was twenty-two, I seem to have begun writing novels without knowing why. I’d have liked to write my entire story this way-as if my life were something that happened to someone else, as if it were a dream in which I felt my voice fading and my will succumbing to enchantment.”
– Orhan Pamuk (Istanbul, Memories of the City)
Sometimes I feel my voice fading and the one I see living my life is another person who wants to be me.
VIOLETOLOGY 
*fingers lang pala
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haha..i always envied those long fingernails…ako kais puro kikyam..wahahha…
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wow… angaganda ng mga palm trees sa background! Kita niyo un?! Very special design… Sayang nga may nakaharang sa may bandang gitna… hindi makita tuloy ung tunay na “beauty” ng God’s creation palm tree…Paki-post nga po uli ung picture without ung destruction este… distraction pala sa gitna please? In fairness ha… I love d ambiance…
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gumawa ka na nga ng sarili mong site para dun ka magescandalo. haha. sige na.
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Nadistract ako sa pagbasa. You look very pretty here. 🙂
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wag kang madidistract. focus. FOCUS.
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Nadadala ako ng headand na dainty, at ng belt!
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*headband
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helo po ate! pumayat ka na…hmmm..ang sexy naman ni ate ang haba pa buhok!!! ehmmm… love u ate Viot:-)
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anggulo lang yan, ading. hindi naman ako pumayat masyado e. haha. may 3 bilbil parin ako 🙂
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