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Vaders gonna vade.

Vaders gonna vade.

Postcard from 1952.

Postcard from 1952.

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The things I do before Christmas. And the taste and smell of the negatives got stuck somewhere. 

My alien shirt. 

My alien shirt. 

Somewhere along UP Manila’s Lantern Parade, I got a kiss from a female blockmate of mine. Got fucking branded I guess. 
And my eyeliner smeared. 

Somewhere along UP Manila’s Lantern Parade, I got a kiss from a female blockmate of mine. Got fucking branded I guess. 

And my eyeliner smeared. 

Hello there!

You never forget about things you’ve done that you know you shouldn’t have done.

There are 887 entries left from the initial 2,100+ of this blog. (This entry being the 888th.) Thank God for having this mass post editor or I wouldn’t have done it. 

Also, after years of being threecheersforfiveyears here on tumblr, I might end up changing my username later. I MIGHT, I’m still not sure.