Hi new lovely readers!
I’m April, Eighteen years young from Metro Manila, Philippines. Just do message me if you have questions and if you want to get to know me more. :)
Smile beautifully. Smile big. Smile confidently. That way everyone thinks you’ve got all kinds of secret things going on. That keeps them wanting more. And when they want more, you’re automatically interesting.
I received a letter today, though he didn’t give it to me personally, I just found it inside my bag. I don’t know how he did it, but ‘twas really sweet of him. Anyways, the letter told me his heartfelt feelings for me. It was like a simple diary: about me, about his feelings and he even wrote a song for me. And yes, he drew me, the result may not look exactly like me, but in spite of it, I really appreciate the effort and all. （・∀・）
Who would have thought that I’ve already been there in those beautiful places at such a young age? But srsly, I don’t know if I should feel great about it because I cannot recall being in Europe— Germany, Switzerland, France, Italy, Austria. I just can’t remember it. I was only seven years old that time, so technically, for me, it’s like I’ve never been there at all. So, I’m still dreaming of being there, again. I know, I will, someday. Someday.
We’re locked in an image, an act. And the sad thing is, people get so used to their image; they grow attached to their masks; they love their chains. They forget all about who they really are. And if you try to remind them, they hate you for it. They feel like you’re trying to steal their most precious possession.
I saw my 18th birthday album the other day and I’m just so embarrassed to look at it.P.S. My dad’s the one who edited the pictures and who did the layout. :)
Oh fudge. I saw these photos in my pap’s external drive. OHELLOTHEREOLDME<3
(photo: my arms/back and my bruised thigh)
For my new lovely followers, I would just like to tell you that I have this skin disease (psoriasis), which is not contagious, just so you know. Anyhoo, you’ll see a picture of my skin every now and then, so if it might gross you out or if you don’t want it on your dash just click unfollow. Thank you! :]
My skin is getting better everyday. It looks really pinkish — which my sister find it a cute color — and it wasn’t that dry anymore. Also, it gradually flattening which is a good thing, thank god! And oh, I also have big bruises because I keep on hard-bitch-slapping those itchy parts. So hopefully, I’ll get my old skin back anytime soon coz I really miss wearing shorts and shirts in public, I just miss my old skin.
Your flaws are beautiful. You are beautiful. You are unique. Your flaws make you stand out from everyone else, it’s what makes you special, it’s what makes you, you. Love yourself, embrace your flaws. Be who you are.
Day 5: Someone I love
My sister, Madchen (it is a german word for a girl). So yea, I love my sister to death even though she’s mean and PMS-ing most of the time. I love my sister even though she treats me like I’m younger than her when infact I’m 4 years older! Well, yes I know, she really looks more ladylike and matured than her age and I can’t blame those people who have mistakenly taken her as a 17-19 year old because she’s really taller and bigger than me. Btw, she’s only 14 and she’s in her sophomore high school. So yea, I love my sister. I love her heaps!
Day 4: Favorite color
noir gris blanc (black, gray, white)
Look at me. Look at my skin. Look how flawless it was.
I miss my skin, my old skin, the skin that I used to hide and afraid to show in public. And now, I regret not wearing short shorts, and sleeveless. I just regret it. I wish I had the self confidence way back then, so I can flaunt my body even if I have extra fats in my arms and even if I have stretchmarks or cellulites or varicose veins on my legs. I should have been proud of my skin! The skin that I used to hate right now.
Wish I could take back time, but I couldn’t.
Me me me.
Some of my p thing is healing and some just popped up out of the blue.
Btw, my dad bought me a Moringa pure soap (Malunggay) and he said, “I saved my money just to buy you that soap.” and then he kissed me. Yup, my dad’s sweet like that and he’s moneyless atm. Lol Love you paps! ☜(⌒▽⌒)☞
Feeling pretty gross? then unfollow so you wouldn’t have to see my skin condition on your dash, thank you. (´ー`)v
/EDIT/ HAH! I just found out that dad bought the moringa soap for only 80 pesos and I thought it was that expensive. Ha ha ha. Funny paps! Nice one.
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