As The Wings Of Perfect Flame Glow Out Of Passion.
We planned to waste ourselves at intramuros a while ago. We arrived late because of Pacman's motorcade... damn, we circumnavigated whole manila for chrissakes... heheh.. but we arrived at our destination at one piece...
posted by karuru at
12:34 AM
Carl Allan - A freedom fighter. Likes observing the foibles of everyday life. Psychadelic problem child with a huge beef on political situations on his country. Has given up hope on redemption. A compass without a magnetic north. Pessimist. Hates math and anything that has to do with numbers especially counting more than ten.
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