This thing
I live
and feel it.
It's something,
but I feel it as nothing.
It's like the bait that
you hate which feeds
you nothing. Or the
thing you have that gives
you something. it includes
the five senses when you
sit on the benches.
I havehunches that come in bunches.
When I hold a knife,
I realize it's my life.
Hmmm?? n0 0n3 p3r$oN wHo c@n d!sCr!b3 h!m$eLv3s/h3r$eLv3s... Ju$t jUdGe m3 wh3n yOu m3et m3.
how are you?
ako, eto homesick..
kuya, bantayan mu dadi cho ko ah..
baka maglandi..
hehehe..
miss you all..
tnx
jherome 2
jherome 2
_+thank u nga pala
_+cute rn profile mo
_+color green
_+my favorite color
sna pg online ka chat tau...
miss ko ng kchat ka..