Is This My Stupidness?
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Last published Thu, Jul 18, 2019
"Martyr na kung martyr! E sa mahal ko sya!"
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"Sa panahon ngayon , mukha na ang basehan sa pag-ibig"
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"Bakit ganun no? Sobra sobra na nga ang ibinigay natin naghanap pa ng iba?"
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THE STORY OF MY STUPIDNESS
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