#explanation.

[gluten-free-okami]

Sorry, accidentally rebloged something that while I like I didn't want to reblog.

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explicação (explanation).

eu queria me desculpar pelo sumiço daqui, meu povo. andei muito ocupada esses meses e também um pouco desanimada com tudo, então preferi me afastar para não entregar edições medianas ou que não fossem boas, sabe? gosto de fazer tudo com muito carinho para vocês, com todo cuidado, então resolvi tirar esse tempinho. eu já estou bem melhor, e bem animada para fazer todas as edições, tanto pedidos de vocês <3 como edições livres mesmo, minhas!!! aceito sugestões, e se sintam à vontade de pedir. espero que me perdoem e que continuem aqui, me apoiando. 

quero agradecer também os 5k de anjos que me apoiam aqui aaaaaa vocês são demais mesmo!!!!! obrigada por tudo mesmo <3 e se cuidem, viu? se protejam!!!

I wanted to apologize for the disappearance here, my people. I have been very busy these months and also a little discouraged with everything, so I preferred to get away so as not to deliver medium or bad editions, you know? I like to do everything with great care for you, with great care, so I decided to take this time. I'm already much better, and very excited to make all editions, both requests from you <3 and free editions, mine !!! I accept suggestions and feel free to ask. I hope you will forgive me and remain here, supporting me. I also want to thank the 5k of angels who support me here aaaaaa you are awesome !!!!! thanks for everything <3 and take care, see? take cover !!!

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Why do I love Twilight?

There are a lot of haters of Twilight,and I almost began to be a hater.But,then I saw on TV that in Saturday,Saturday 2011,the 1st Twilight movie will be on in 8 p.m. So I watched it. And there I am.I'm a life time obsessed Twihard,hahah. But something happened when I watched Twilight. Bella was like me. Outsider,looser. She didn't care for the trends or the new gossips. Some think it's weird,but I don't care. No matter what,I have Bella.She found herself. So will I.

[consultingspiderinwestwood]

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[adelanteheneral]

May apat na klase kung saan pano ang pagpapalaki ng magulang sa atin.

 Eto ... Kaalaman lang.. sana xD

Una... Authoritarian... Anu ba un?? Yung ang klaseng kung saan mahigpit ang magulang sa anak na walang kadahilanan.

Example: Anak - Ma, mga 10pm na ko makakauwi dyan...

             Nanay - HINDI!! Umuwi ka ngayon din. Lagot ka sakin mamaya hayop ka PUTANGINA KA!!! (With Feelings)

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Minsan may mura pa diba?? Ang disadvantage dun.. E lumalaking mahiyain ang mga anak nila o kaya maging isang rebelde.

Next... ang Permissive. Au ba ang permissive? Isang klase na kung saan bawat paalam ng anak e payag lang si nanay.

Example: Anak - Ma, penge 1K.. Baon ko lang.

             Nanay - Sige anak kuha ka dun..

Mukang okay lang no?? Pero nagiging spoiled ang anak kapag nagpatuloy ito.

Next,,, Ang Authoritative. Eto siguro ang tamang pagpapalaki. Eto yung mahigpit din.. Pero may kadahilanan.

Example: Anak - Ma, mga 10 na ko makakauwi

             Nanay - E hindi pwede anak. Kase alam mo naman ngayon, maraming nangra-rape.. Maganda ka pa naman.

  Eto na siguro ung perfect.. Para lumaking disiplinado ang mga anak.

 At ang last,,, ang Non-involved. Eto naman kung saan walang pakialaman ang mga magulang... Para bang bahala na.. hahaha

Example: Anak: Ma, mga 11 na ko makakauwi dyan

             Nanay: Bahala ka.. Kung gusto mo wag ka nang umuwi.

At doon.. E alam na.. Pwedeng masira ang buhay ng anak.

[there-smagicinacheetahprintcoat]

WATCH IT. YOU NEED TO. If he could do videos where he explains the meaning of words/shakespeare plays, school would have been such a better place.  I would have learnt and listened so much more. HELL, I'd become a teacher.   He's talking about compassion- I. Just. I can't.  

[f1ghtme]

Sparks of light illuminated the night. Like flint to steel, nailed dragged across an alleyway brick wall. A seething idiot sauntered as slow as he could.

Red. Red was the color tonight. Red  of light. A cigarette lit, inside glowing embers.

Exhausted blood shot eyes.

He was dressed in blood. New scars, a missing molar, bruised and scraped knuckles. But not all the blood was his. His breathing was erratic but not from the fighting. From the immense anger not even brawling could satisfy. Happiness was full of bullshit.

Where was his good mood, you ask? In the hands of the undeserving. 

If you need him, he'll be under the city, illegally fighting out this rage until he's found his peace again.