"I can read minds... I'm psychotic, you know."
Thoughts on the hear, know and every why... about the past, present, future; about what is, was, what could have been, and what may never be.
You can call me "casla paltac." Literally, "with only his balls," meaning, with nothing else but guts (balls). And moving forward...
Thursday, September 20, 2007
Pictures from Mama's Birthday Weekend
Adora, Irene, Darwi, Roselle, me, Mama and Bert the night Bert arrived.
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