When I don’t attend to your requests, please don’t think I am neglecting my responsibilities to you, whatever they may be.
Should I remind you again that I am also a student? A part-time writer? A student leader within my organizations?
Don’t tell me what to do, you don’t own me.
Source: stackeedoo
I got so mad at myself last night, and vented it out on my poor laptop.
I thought I got my shit together.
I don’t think I’m really in the right place to say something like this, but it’s getting rather annoying. There are other sites or programs you could use to flirt with anybody; meet-up if you are that desperate.
Just my two cents’ worth, my friend. Ang pikon ay laging talo.
I still don't get the hang of creating witty descriptions for myself. Only thing you have to know is my name. Oh by the way, my mom has definitely got it going on!
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