Vanity, Vanity.

You're so gay.


May pang-umaga, pang-tanghali, hapon, pang-gym, panggabi, midnight, at may asukal pa (para tumamis). LOL.

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  1. Hahaha!!! Nice!!! Magkakasundo tayo!!! Although medyo magkaiba--yung sayo, mga lotion at mga gentle stuff. Sakin naman, puro mga asido at matatapang na chemicals at mga orals meds. Hahaha!!!

    Pagbalik mo dito, ang beauty beauty mo na. Hahaha!!

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  2. Malandi ka rin gaya ni Carabrant! lol

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