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- ...wandering without direction through the mists of solitude... - G.G.M
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- Taming Demons
- A World of Their Own
- When Love Was New
- Love is Not Enough
- Silence
- I am a slacker.
- So Much Goes Unsaid
- Tired Muscles, Aching Feet and the Pilak Girls
Muffled Solitude by Angeli C. Picazo is licensed under a Creative Commons Attribution-Noncommercial-No Derivative Works 3.0 Unported License.
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11 comments:
nice hair, girl! i'm glad you're now fearless to try on different styles! ;)
we really need to be mad at times to discover our other great looks! :)
thanks jac. :) kamukha ko na si oprah. mwhahahaah..
para kang si carrie dun sa picture mo sa the author
...i don't even know you anymore... :)
When I had perming in 2006 I felt I transformed from a little girl to a woman. It feels good to try new look. =)
hi nica. si oprah ako, hindi si carrie
hi anonymous. do i really look so different.
hi wits. when they started to remove the curlers, i felt both scared and excited. like, i was thinking, what if it looks really bad. but what the heck. it'll grow back anyway. :)
you emerged from your chrysalis into a free spirited gorgeous butterfly. :)
i'm more of a budubudu, i think. :)
you look very..... different
=P
you were never a hohum caterpillar. :)
thank you. :)
maybe i was the itchy, skin-rash-producing, annoying, i-want-to-crush-you kind of caterpillar huh? :)
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