Baby, just breathe.

19 May 11

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Loud and proud, with love, from my one and only <3

~ first ambigram by Pirate [Abby and Doris]

*melt*

14 March 11

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oddindividual:

Lazy Dates. I don’t need you to take me to extravagant restaurants to prove your interest in me, or make you spend money on bouquets of flowers to tell me you like me, no. It’s not like that for me. I just want your company. We could be in house clothes, watching oldies, getting fat on oily junk food. We could be ourselves in these dates.

awwww this !!!! i’d love dates like theseee hahaha

This is so very US ♥

10 February 11

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megcoronel:

:-<

8 January 11

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direkcatey:

aww. reminds me of how Maki and I celebrated our first anniv which is new year, btw. :’)

First Pyrolympics, with my Pirata. :)

11 September 10

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kukanglv:

waiting…

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Love at First Sight by Wislawa Szymborska

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Both are convinced
that a sudden surge of emotion bound them together.
Beautiful is such a certainty,
but uncertainty is more beautiful.

Because they didn’t know each other earlier, they suppose that
nothing was happening between them.
What of the streets, stairways and corridors
where they could have passed each other long ago?

I’d like to ask them
whether they remember— perhaps in a revolving door
ever being face to face?
an “excuse me” in a crowd
or a voice “wrong number” in the receiver.
But I know their answer:
no, they don’t remember.

They’d be greatly astonished
to learn that for a long time
chance had been playing with them.

Not yet wholly ready
to transform into fate for them
it approached them, then backed off,
stood in their way
and, suppressing a giggle,
jumped to the side.

There were signs, signals:
but what of it if they were illegible.
Perhaps three years ago,
or last Tuesday
did a certain leaflet fly
from shoulder to shoulder?
There was something lost and picked up.
Who knows but what it was a ball
in the bushes of childhood.

There were doorknobs and bells
on which earlier
touch piled on touch.
Bags beside each other in the luggage room.
Perhaps they had the same dream on a certain night,
suddenly erased after waking.

Every beginning
is but a continuation,
and the book of events
is never more than half open.

Love at First Sight by Wislawa Szymborska
translated by Walter Whipple

(Source: mission.net)

5 September 10

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fuckyeahbostonterriers:

The first session of my tattoo. I love my little man. :)

Probably one reason why I’m fascinated with tattoos—it immortalizes something you love too much to keep it forever with you. Like horcruxes. Damn, I want a horcrux so much. Oh, I think I already have one. Thank you Piniratang Taiwanis. :)

28 August 10

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Tubiglab this IS the Murcielago for me…

19 August 10

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Sasalubungin natin ang kinabukasan,
Nang buong loob at yayakapin pa.
Tadhana’y medyo over-rated kung minsan
Kung ayaw may dahilan,
Kung gusto palaging mayroong paraan.

:)) Goodnight everyone.

Sasalubungin natin ang kinabukasan,

Nang buong loob at yayakapin pa.

Tadhana’y medyo over-rated kung minsan

Kung ayaw may dahilan,

Kung gusto palaging mayroong paraan.

:)) Goodnight everyone.

9 August 10

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aetherborn:

hellocliche:

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FUNNY!!! Pirats is gonna love this. HAHAHA

Themed by Hunson. Originally by Josh