Tonyphambam is pretty awesome. Idk, its probably cause he always shows up to the key club meeting. teasing me and messing with me. He is just that cool. I get my butt kicked by him but I konw I’ll get him back. I’m LT. GOV!!! whasssgooood! :D
Bulletin Editor Tyrone Pham :) 02072011
Let me be the dictator of your heart
Polaroid Giveaway!!
-Starts 11/18 and ends 11/30.
To qualify you must re blog this post to be entered in the drawing. New followers will count as an extra ticket in the drawing..
-I will notify the winner after the drawing and ship it to them.
(Does not come with film, but the camera is in GREAT condition)
(Source: soulfulfocus)
demi:
Polaroid Giveaway!!
-Starts 11/18 and ends 11/30.
To qualify you must re blog this post to be entered in the drawing. New followers will count as an extra ticket in the drawing..
-I will notify the winner after the drawing and ship it to them.
(Does not come with film, but the camera is in GREAT condition)
I don’t think this one single reblog has a chance but.. Who knows, right? XD;;
(Source: soulfulfocus)
At times, I like to know the reasons for my doings but I’m afraid that the explanations of a moron will upset a moron.
Me: Are you mad at me for yelling at you earlier?
Little brother: No …
Me: Why not?
Little brother: Because you’re my sister
Me: *teary*
Words- lifeliveson
Photographer- damon
Staring at the blinking night sky, I wonder why people always look up to search for hopes. Why must wishes be kept in clandestine by the silence of our voice and why do we close our eyes whenever a wish is about to be born?
Maybe stars represent hopes because at lowest height, our souls would like to be delighted by the idea that an escape exists, that beyond those shining stars is another world, where perfection can be found, that whatever happened will emerge into oblivion if we stare long enough at the shimmering lights their magic will manifest and beams us into the land of gaieties.
That’s it.
Hope is fueled by the fantasy of extrication. Closed eyes against the present, heart and mind directed toward the universe’s center, we whisper to the night our desire to be liberated from another tomorrow.
Always keep my head up, for the twinkling lights will lead me to meet the corner with betterment.
