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im just human like you and we have all our differences so don't judge my black and yellow notebook.


I joined a pageant last December 3, 2016 for the celebration of world hiv/aids day.
I didnt won the title of Miss Aids Advocate 2017 instead I am awarded as Miss Congeniality. The feeling that Im able reach my co candidates heart that they chose me as to this award gave me more meaning why should I still woke up every morning and give some positive outlook and good vibes. Some says my existence of 4 years and still running and figthing for this kind of virus was so inspiring, brave and confidently beautiful with a heart.Last year i watched Miss Universe 2015 with my friends and the way Pia Alonzo Wurtzbach answered the last and final question made me scream so loud and proud among my gay friends with me that moment i caught myself standing and shouting that everyone are just staring at me that why im that so happy, jumping and almost crying and I went back to my composure realizing that my friends doesn't know my status yet.. That's why even though i didn't won the title Im so blessed and thankful that i had the courage to showcase my beauty and wit by joining a pageant that aims to give face and voice on behalf of the HIV/AIDS community in the Philippines it was not all about the crown I guess it was all about how I touched other people's live and still continue the advocacy.All Rights Reserved

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"Silly boy - you dare ask me that question?" I frown at him instantly - taken aback when he gripped my chin. Yanking me close enough towards him, our lips almost touched. The look in his eyes was one I've seen in wild animals who can't control their animalistic behaviors. Except this one was different...it held desire - which I wasn't for at all. "I became Unhinged because of you." That's when I saw him begin to lean towards me, and wasn't having this any longer. I shove my hand onto his lips right when he was about to kiss me. My eyes glaring into his despite the risks of me doing so. "I refuse for my first kiss to be from someone like you." I growl at him, his eyes widening in shock. That's when I push him back and got off of the couch. I saw him watching me with feral eyes that told me I probably angered him even more. Possibly heightening the chances of my removal from this horrid competition. Except I'm not like the other contestants here. Having him isn't my dream, my dream is helping my family - and being here does that. I could care less if he becomes Unhinged. Especially if it's because of me. *read "Prologue" for story description* 😊💕

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I wished for a Boyfriend not a Girlfriend (GxG, Lesbian) °editing° by FallinginReverze

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Double Down (a double standards series) Dark Romance (Part 7) by nikkihershell

I didn't ask to be born into this world, none of us did but we make the best of it. I'm a twenty-five year old single man. Why you may ask? Because I've seen what love can do to a person. It can destroy them. My parent's are amazing but I can still remember the time's my father threatened to kill my mother, left us due to his mental illness. Besides who needs one main women when I can have a different one under me every night, money to blow and fast cars. I'm just enjoying my time until I take my Papes place at the throne. Most nights are spent living it up with my cousins who are my only friends. However there is the one girl that has caught my eye and I don't know why. I first spotted her at a random coffee house I stepped into. Usually I'm very talkative especially when I'm trying to snag a chic but I couldn't utter a word to her. I barely managed to place my order. Now, I find myself going out of my way to stop by that coffee shop everyday. It doesn't matter that it's out of my way. The only thing that matters is that I see her. I knew I could take her if I really wanted to but I can't make myself to do it. She sees me enter and shoots me that amazing smile and prepares my order without even asking what I want, she knows. She'll offer a greeting but all I can do is nod my head. She makes me lose my word's. Deep in my mind I wonder if she could be the one that could change my mind on love and that scares me. For now I'm satisfied at seeing her for the few minutes it takes to get my coffee. Besides I'm a killer, a future mob king and she's this delicate flower that wouldn't understand my world. It's best to cut my loses and move on. If only I knew her name..

Echo of the Past by KiyuMiyuu

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Unhinged

"Silly boy - you dare ask me that question?" I frown at him instantly - taken aback when he gripped my chin. Yanking me close enough towards him, our lips almost touched. The look in his eyes was one I've seen in wild animals who can't control their animalistic behaviors. Except this one was different...it held desire - which I wasn't for at all. "I became Unhinged because of you." That's when I saw him begin to lean towards me, and wasn't having this any longer. I shove my hand onto his lips right when he was about to kiss me. My eyes glaring into his despite the risks of me doing so. "I refuse for my first kiss to be from someone like you." I growl at him, his eyes widening in shock. That's when I push him back and got off of the couch. I saw him watching me with feral eyes that told me I probably angered him even more. Possibly heightening the chances of my removal from this horrid competition. Except I'm not like the other contestants here. Having him isn't my dream, my dream is helping my family - and being here does that. I could care less if he becomes Unhinged. Especially if it's because of me. read "Prologue" for story description 😊💕