never riffle the hangers if you ain’t got money
Friday, August 22, 2008 I was shuffling through Maldita last week and found this really nice top:
But I was having one of those days when my otherwise fat paycheck is made slimmer by pre-determined allotments.
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Tanginah naman, ang sakit pala kapag tumatama ang ingrown mo sa loob ng masikip na sneakers. Ganyan talaga kapag gusto mo ang disenyo, kahit wala nang size mo, pinipilit pa rin. Fashion podiatric suicide.
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Meanwhile, a pig is lounging on my keyboard:
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The blogger, female, has recently discovered that she could not be a disciple-to-no one.
Notice the transition from morose to pathetically smitten.
Give her a break. We all falter.
The lucky ones, happily so.
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