And When This Hourglass Has Filtered Out Its Final Grain Of Sand.
And my best friends will be the death of me.
Oh damn. Stupidest lunch ever, with hanging out on the bleachers and Casas making a fuss brushing my hair.
Happy barkada bonding time. Five out of six ain't bad.
I am not even going to say anything.
In fact, I'll just blog later. I'm still in a state of shock here.
Oh damn. Stupidest lunch ever, with hanging out on the bleachers and Casas making a fuss brushing my hair.
Happy barkada bonding time. Five out of six ain't bad.
I am not even going to say anything.
In fact, I'll just blog later. I'm still in a state of shock here.