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My name is Bob.

First things first.

If you DON'T wanna see long but sensible text posts, my artworks & doodles, pieces of my life, rants, ideas, and other reblogs like cats love quotes, bible verses, chuck tv series, Emma Watson and other funny stuff then I won't satisfy your blog cravings. :'(

I follow people that I wanna follow simply because I find them awesome and I wanna be their friend. I'm not desperate for a follow back and the people I follow find me lurking in their notes all the time for sooooo long already. lol.

I promise I won't be waste of dashboard though. By the way I just need readers right now. :D

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Well then,

I am 75% Filipino, 25% Spaniard.
I have no criminal record, so far.

Just one of the hundreds of thousands of jobless nurses here in the Philippines, blogging as a past time. I was born and raised in the city of waterfalls on the 16th of June.

I have a very disturbed sleeping pattern making me a nocturnal human being. Random. Religious. Friendly.

My friends usually describe me at first as someone silent but very approachable.

In the midst of friendship, they describe me as someone you can talk to about anything and very fun to be with.

Little did they know, I have skeletons in my closet. Too private that I don't even blog it. No murder and other creepy stuff involved though. Just a shitty life that I strive to survive.

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Themed by Cybit.

I really hate people who had time to comment on everyone’s post and not have time to work on their fucking apology.

Reminiscing the past. I miss her face and her smile everytime I surprise her.. #love you bhe

Reminiscing the past. I miss her face and her smile everytime I surprise her.. #love you bhe

Today’s breakfast, lunch and Dinner.
#yummy #foodporn #lutongpinoy

Today’s breakfast, lunch and Dinner.
#yummy #foodporn #lutongpinoy

Thanks to my sis @decoygurl18 and my mon @felbmelen for the gifts.. it’s so cuuuute.. ^_^ #minions #nutella

Thanks to my sis @decoygurl18 and my mon @felbmelen for the gifts.. it’s so cuuuute.. ^_^ #minions #nutella

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knightscrest:

rneerkat:

all mistakes made by an orthodontist are acciDENTAL

they make mistakes often too, so you make all efforts to BRACE yourself

teeth

thank u for your addition

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farting-ghosts:

A compilation of Tumblr’s hilarious posts to lighten up your day. ENJOY!

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Tribute to my Girlfriend (part 1)

"I had enough!! I’m sick of you and all this f*cked up logic of yours!"
I can hear my own voice screaming in my head as I type down the words on our chat.  She sent me a voice message. She was crying but I can’t understand a word she said.

It wasn’t always like this. We used to talk calmly and fix our problems before bedtime. This time, I guess I was fed up. I was sick of her jealousy and lack of trust. The accusations were just too much for my mind to comprehend.

I lay down my bed and not a glance at my phone. I didn’t want to talk to her. I wanted a piece of my mind, or a peace of mind - whatever you call it. I stared blankly at the corner of my ceiling for a while. The tarpaulin hanging on the wall caught my eye. It was the tarpaulin I prepared for her on our first anniversary. It’s mostly covered with pink and about 12 pictures representing our 11 months of monthsaries and one of our best picture.

Oh yeah, I remembered… Two weeks to go before our second anniversary. It’s been a year since then huh? Too bad we can’t celebrate it together. She is out there in the middle east and I am stuck in this rotten province. Our communication might be the last thread right now that is holding us together. We had a fight…I think I just broke up with her. What is wrong with me? I feel numb and felt like I wasn’t myself.

I stood up and washed up my face. My tears won’t stop from falling but my mind is floating somewhere else. My chest however, I can feel the ache. Why is it the chest? Is the heart really responsible for love? Then why can’t we fix our argument tonight? How did we fight again? Oh yeah..

It started as a simple reply to a girl who messaged me. She is a new colleague at the operating room department that was added to our shift. That girl turned out to be the cousin to one of my closest friends back in college. She kept on messaging me and to avoid looking like an introvert, I replied a few times. One reply she had included pictures of me. I was confused on why she took pictures of me yet I asked her nicely not to post it or upload it anywhere. I stopped messaging her after that.

It turned out that my girlfriend, who is the jealous type, has been visiting my own profile for the last few months. She wasn’t always like that. She started that habit when she went abroad. Without even asking me nicely or saying what’s wrong…she got mad and started accusing me of liking that girl. She said I was “too nice” and didn’t even tell her about that girl. I tried to calm her down but the accusations kept on going. She wanted me to admit to a crime I did not commit. I wasn’t liking other girls. I have been a loyal man all throughout our relationship yet this always happens each time I get a new acquaintance who sadly is - a girl. Each time, with the same approach and accusations: that I liked that girl.

In my surprise, disappointment and anger…I swore a couple times and a couple more along the way. My defense was useless so I blurted out things that I didn’t thought I would say. We argued for over an hour until I snapped. I guess shit happens in relationships too. Though the hurt was strong, though the pain is real… we somehow managed to fix things up. 

There are things that we need to remember when we are in a relationship…how to nurture it and how to save it at the most critical times..


-to be continued-

joyfus:

dvoted:

distraction:

I love this, intertwining your fingers between that special someones is truly magical. It is such an innocent act but the feeling that comes with it feels as if you have the entire world between your finger tips. You are connected just by the most simple of gestures and touches. 


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joyfus:

dvoted:

distraction:

I love this, intertwining your fingers between that special someones is truly magical. It is such an innocent act but the feeling that comes with it feels as if you have the entire world between your finger tips. You are connected just by the most simple of gestures and touches. 

x

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(Source: writerscop, via badblood-182)

..The measure of a man is not by his physical strength, the money he generates nor the number of girls he had in his lifetime. It is measured by his ability to stand up through trials, to admit that he is weak and the capability to love..