Let’s face it,
the only times I get excited anymore are whenever I book flights in advance and whenever I get to sing for anyone.
What is happening to me.
death by guilt
About
Ramblings of an imaginary friend.
[Maki Bajit. UP student with no direction, pretending to study Business Administration and Accountancy.
Frustrated jazz performer.
Frustrated hopeless romantic ewan.
Frustrated garapata.
16 forever. Humor me.]
Me, Elsewhere
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