"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...
Saturday, February 13, 2010
in a taxi in the middle of traffic and the driver says: "akala ko ba walang traffic sa marikina."
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