Vaders gonna vade.
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Postcard from 1952.
The things I do before Christmas. And the taste and smell of the negatives got stuck somewhere.
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.
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.