Reymond S. Cuison -->tintang-puti (les indies libretas)

Walang may ari ng liquid eraser Ito ay nasa ating lahat, sipatin at pakialam, wala naman daw perpekto, kaya nga sa pinagdaanang mga gusot, hindi na ko magpapalusot, kayo na lang ang lumukot sa pahina ng mga kapangahasan kong ito... : ), P.S hindi ako writer, nagsusulat lang!

Sunday, May 6, 2012

Look Who's Coming

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Friday, March 23, 2012

Booksale: Pagbasa sa Espasyong Tambakan ng mga Tinintahang Papel

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 “ Reading makes a full man; conference a ready man and writing an exact man” -Francis Bacon Hindi raw mahilig magbasa ng libro a...
Monday, February 27, 2012

PANSITERIA SA KANTO NG AVENIDA

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(08:20 am, Fri. June 25, 2010) T res bente singko tumpok ng ganyang ligaya, bukong-buko ang agua vendita sa mga kuko ng espada. sa kanto...
Tuesday, February 21, 2012

PAKALOG

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Nagdadalaga na si Nene May esensya na ang puri Sa  negosyong pang gabi Kasangkapaý pag-aARI Presyo ng pakalog Para sa minimum na sahod...
Tuesday, February 7, 2012

Katotohanan Lamang ang Magpapalaya!

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Hindi kailangang mangamba Kung wala kang masamang ginawa Ipagtatanggol kang tiyak ng katotohanan k...
Thursday, February 2, 2012

Pamanang Kamalasan

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Makapangyarihang sidron ng pandak na ipinatong sa balikat ng hunyangong walang kakurap-kurap sa pagtango sa mga hinaing habilin, payo a...
Wednesday, February 1, 2012

HARI

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Naging hari ang isip at ang mata, tenga, dila, ilong at kamay ang alipin Nag-utos ang hari sumunod ang alipin nakita nito'y mali i...
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I am prosaic, of being a just that spitting bubbly tint, with its undividable mean. Cause some of it means nothing. Totally null. I am a dreamer, with timeless sleep, always at the midst of illusions, at the countless wondering. I stared at the blank pages then I weigh unnumbered pressured images, with a blurred state, and undone, unpolished. As I imitating this Quote by Fowler “writing is easy. All you have to do is stared at the blank sheet of paper until drops of blood form on your forehead” so I stop compromising… Here I am, striving to escape from conformity out of my own Pandora’s Box. I am still looking for myself. Looking forward, but my eyes is not at present, yet crucifying my philosophy that destiny draws the fate and the future is placed on what the place it is destined, on where only the greatest and powerful will remain. I have treasures that I can offer to the one who believes that I’m deserves to believe then, but the treasures I have is still unknown, unrevealed, unnamed… _RSC-ungramatical
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