That you’re just an accessory.
Papansinin, kakausapin, aawayin pag pasok sa schedule at time.
And everything more of you is too much. Di na pasok sa fashoin sense. And you cannot wish to be worn everyday ‘cause you’re just an accessory. Na okay lang wala ka, kahit gusto kang isuot titiisin kasi baka over. Kaya kang hindi isuot kahit maganda ka, kasi hindi bagay sa suot.
JUST AN ACCESSORY. I might want to take note in my mind.
Three tabs, that’s what I’m seeing now on my computer screen, logging in the usual sites. Hey Facebook, what’s up Twitter, and howdy Tumblr. These are my favorite sites since 2009. But, right now, I’m looking back at the years I didn’t have these accounts. And, I’m thinking, was it better that…
It’s about one certain way to live, it’s about the freedom to choose your own!
(by cookie baking, child bearing, laundry folding wifey aka still an opnionated female!)
Rape, By The Numbers.
“Fuzzy Blue Lights” edit 1/5
sorry this one is really long.. :c