Smoking is bad for your health. It could kill you.

Even this pair of shoes could do an eternal damage to your body and soul.

Maybe these pairs won't... or will it? But don't you think they're worth the try? I think so! They're to die for. Once baby gets out, I'mma get myself a pair... or more! Or probably a safer version of these.

I know a keeper. Save yourself from the dangers of a killer typhoon (we just had Ondoy, help us out), bring your umbrella and keep love, not rain, come down on you. Now, that's a killer!

My birthday dreams.
May they all come true.
Make them come true.

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I'm always fascinated with texts like the one above. Even they have simple messages like "Fuck" or "I miss you". Words hit me like my boyfriend's elbow when we're playing on each other, and then I'll cry because it hurts too much, then I'll hit him back, more times. Ok, no need to call any cops. Metaphors aren't just working well for me.

Here's another one.

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There's something about the simplicity of every word, the thought that it came from someone's mind, someone's soul, someone's heart, probably told to someone special, or to no one at all. Even though they are everyday words, there's an air of mystery. What was the person on Flicker thinking about when he posted it? What's the shit all about? Whatever. Maybe I'm too melodramatic. But this is what I feel when I see photos like these. Again, maybe I'm all too melodramatic. :D

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It's 5:44 in the afternoon on my computer screen. I've been working on this script since I got in the office at 9am. It's 5:45 and still, no life is flowing along my creative veins. I'm starting to wonder whether I'm really creative or I'm simply one of those people who thinks she is. Now I don't know what is. Still no sign of the fashion week passes. :(

Something I found on ffffound.com

Glad this made me smile today. :D