He was so imperfect already, I could only imagine what structural damage lay beneath but still, as he kissed me, it didn’t seem to matter. Kissing him was like standing on the edge of the world. It was like all my best memories rolled into one. Fifty new dressed. A song I couldn’t live without. The sun on my skin.
minsan pag nakakakita ako ng mga naka-make up..minsan kasi mas maganda na ang natural beauty…maganda ka na nga tapos ang kapal pa ng make up mo..hay nako >.<
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