1. Notes: 43 / 1 week ago  from tunaynalalaki

   “Ang tunay na lalaki, nagseselos lang dahil meron siyang pakialam.”

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2. Notes: 5439 / 1 week ago  from kristelleinlove (originally from justgirlythings)
   
    
3. Notes: 15402 / 1 week ago  from kristelleinlove (originally from lovequotesrus)
   

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4. Notes: 380 / 1 week ago  from strawberrytelle

   220.) I love the way we talk about our future kids.

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5. Notes: 82642 / 1 week ago  from yanainwonderland (originally from heyitssteffi)
6. Notes: 79194 / 2 weeks ago  from aubreyamoranto (originally from toptumbles)
7. Notes: 2637 / 2 weeks ago  from rominaaa (originally from leilockheart)
   
    
8. Notes: 2620 / 2 weeks ago  from ohheyitspaulene (originally from kimmix3)

   No girl would be okay with her man still talking to a chick he once flirted with. Its common sense idiot.

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9. Notes: 40689 / 2 weeks ago  from kirstenlouise31 (originally from vallahisenbiliyorsun)
   
    
10. Notes: 5405 / 2 weeks ago  from mindlessdaydream (originally from nozaltov)
    

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I don’t have to be your first love, but I do want to be your last.

aBouT me? When I examine myself and my methods of thought, I come to the conclusion that the gift of fantasy has meant more to me than any talent for abstract, positive thinking. and i know that every man is said to have his peculiar ambition. Whether it be true or not, I can say for one that I have no other so great as that of being truly esteemed of my fellow men, by rendering myself worthy of their esteem. I do my thing and you do yours. I am not in this world to live up to your expectations, and you are not in this world to live up to mine. You are you and I am I, and if by chance we find each other, then it is beautiful. If not, it can't be helped. All my life I had been looking for something, and everywhere I turned someone tried to tell me what it was. I accepted their answers too, though they were often in contradiction and even self-contradictory. I was naïve. I was looking for myself and asking everyone except myself questions which I, and only I, could answer. It took me a long time and much painful boomeranging of my expectations to achieve a realization everyone else appears to have been born with: that I am nobody but myself. this is me

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