I like cats.
Works at International College of Music, Lulz and Games
Studies at International World Gaming College
Lives in Somewhere
Forever Alone or Eternally Single
Speaks Eloquence
Born on 29/9
From Planet C
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Hi! I’m sorry for doing this but will you help me out? I made a campaign on fundrazr and gogetfunding to meet my gf in our long distance relationship so I hope you’d want to help. Anyone else who wants to help, please donate, I don’t need much. Please help a guy out!
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Please. Let me stay with my destiny.
Awkward Everyday Lives Of Animals By Simpsons Illustrator Liz Climo
This is actually really fucking cute
(via nomzombie)
If Nintendo Made a Smartphone by DesignByPierre
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(via nomzombie)
I don’t need feminism because
- Men being raped in prison is seen as a joke.
- Male rape victims have absolutely no platform and their cases always get blown off by the authorities and the media.
- Men can get their lives ruined very easily if a woman falsely accuses him of being a rapist.
And yet despite all of this, feminists want to enforce mandatory classes that assumes all men need to be taught not to rape.
January 2, 2015. A cold and peaceful Friday. Me and my father were on our way to our Friday prayers, and we’re kinda late. We came just in time though. The sermon was given, and we lined ourselves along with the other people who prayed along. Sometime before the prayer actually started, my father caught his eye on an old man, standing just in front of him. He quickly tapped on his shoulders, as if he’s as happy as a child with candy, and greeted him. The prayer had started though, so my father lined himself again into our respective positions. After the prayer ended, my father, my 63 year old father greeted the old man again, lowered himself and kissed the old man’s hands and cheeks, and pure happiness is present in his gestures and face. As we walked to our car, my father told me that the old man was one of his teachers, one of his favourites. As he drove the car towards our home, he told me about 6 of his teachers, in which he told me that he prayed for their prosperity. Two of them died of old age recently, he told me, but my father told me that all of them lived a long and peaceful life. Then I noticed a change in his voice, a subtle change, but still noticeable. He bit his fingers, and the next thing I know, my father, my 63 year old father, was crying. I rubbed his back, because I don’t know what to really do, and that killed me. I wish I was a better son. He stopped for a while, and whispered to himself a sentence I can barely listen with my own two ears:
“… I wish, that I too, will prosper as they do.”
Upon hearing such words, I died a little bit inside. I wasn’t a good child, and I hated that. In my heart I almost wished to Him, that if my life is not meant to be great, and His blessing is absent in mine, I pray that He would bestow to them, my parents, a peaceful and prosperous life even if that means that I won’t be in my own existence.
Appreciate your parents and teachers, people. You may think that they aren’t good enough, but for all we know, it’s probably the only thing they’ve got.
Brief silence.
So, I know I have not written anything here for some time now. So my question is… didn’t anyone miss me?
Man. 5k followers and I’m being an ass by being silent.
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“He’s behind me making that fucking face again. I don’t even have to turn around to know it. God damn it. I hate that goddamned face he makes. God fucking damnit.”
Birthday.
Yeah.
It’s my birthday.
To be honest, I hate birthdays to the point in which, it literally eats me inside to the core. Aside from the fact that you’re nearing your destined death, you have to deal with people suddenly treating you nicely when all they do before, they ignore the whole lot of life out of you.
Birthdays are phony, or maybe it’s just mine.
Happy birthday, anyways. Self.
“A little over two years ago, I left a 19-year relationship. Within six months, I quit my job, turned 50, and lost my father. After that, I digitized all my photos and images of memorabilia I wanted to archive, and then either sold or gave away or sent to the landfill all my possessions, except for a few clothes that fit and some kitchenware. I also moved 1,300 miles away from the area where I had lived for 50 years. It was freeing. I now travel and work when I want to.”
(via portraits-of-america)
Maybe no one will ever see this but I’m not blessed with the ability to fall in love as easy as everyone else.
That made me feel super lonely, being around girls 24/7 because they’re my girl friends and I enjoy their company (not to mention they’re beautiful inside and out) and I still can’t like anyone.
And I know, I’m straight.
*sigh*
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If anyone’s feeling a bit down, you can send me a “5 animals request”. Simply give me the 5 animals you love the most, and I’ll tell you who you are. It’ll be quite honest, blunt and well, not 100% accurate but I do it for fun. Notify me if you want to have the answers privately or simply publicly, like these answers:
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If you need any advices, you can tell me.
If you tell me the exact meaning of “kamek lapaaaaaaaa….”, and you're following me, I'll check your blog and maybe, a followback to you. At first it was "kmk syg ktk" but seems like everyone can break it.
p/s: Anon questions asking about that phrase will not be entertained, if you know the meaning, just say it, don't bother guessing if you're sure.
If you want to ask me something,click here.
Tell me to reply in your askbox if you want to ask something personal.
Here's a warning;
However, my posts can be quite lame sometimes, so please bear with me.
Don't read this if you don't want to. It's kinda long. But if you wanna read this, go ahead; it's about me.
Just so you know;
If people all around the world played air guitar simultaneously, it's what i call as the ultimate peace.
Only those who truly care about me would hurt their eyes and read every word and sentence in my blog.
Sorry if i annoy you.
I am a random blogger.
Yeah, I am a guy. I don't do follow backs. But if you want me to follow you, kindly ask me in my askbox and I'll take a look. Just keep on postin' great stuffs.
Remember this. I blog to express. Most of my writings are random, and it's okay and normal for people to agree or disagree for the things I post. But please, judge me if you know me. Don't judge me if you don't know who I really am.
Feel free to unfollow me if you don't want to. Everyone have different tastes, so it isn't surprising. Unfollowing is normal, so it is okay to do so.
Just want to say, feel free to recommend anything to me. People as friends, thoughts to share, problems to solve and especially things about music, such as songs to hear. So, don’t be shy if no one accepts your ideas and stuff, you can always tell me.
I learned how to play guitar for many reasons. I love jamming. I love music. But the main reason is, I learned how to play the guitar so that I can play it for the girl I love. And I will. I'll make a song and tell the world about my love for her.
I'm quite anonymous in the internet, so i'll tell ya something. In real life, I wear black almost all the time. I have cats who follow me everywhere, and thats a big clue I've given you there.
So hell yeah I am searching for a girl. And when I find her, I swear I'll try to love her better the next day. And I hope I'll meet someone that I can love till the day I die.
Well, I'm just a human being. An ordinary boy hoping to be better each day for the rest of his life.
And oh yeah, people often question my nationality and everything. So here is the keyword to know it. If you can read and knows the meaning of the sentence, tell me. This is a secret code, and not many can break this code.
“Kamek lapaaaaaaaa….”
Life is hard.
Wants:
I am an Ailurophile. My eyes aren't Chatoyant. I don't think that I am Comely. I love to make an Elision. I'll try to be an Elixir. I want more Eloquence. I want an Emollient. Am I Ethereal? Cause when you found me, I became Evanescent. I am quite Furtive. I want to be like a Gossamer. Most of me are Ineffable.I can be your Nemesis. I want to find a Panacea. I am always being Pyrrhic.
I am also Woebegone.
Since you have decided to actually read this, you're beautiful, you really are. THANK YOU.
Wanna see my face?
Click here.
Or maybe here.
Or here lol.
