something in the manner you say "i'm old..." intends to stress "...for you." to say the least, quarter-life revolutions have waged aging wars on my body. the fruit swells--it is perfect for the picking. my experiences declare i can make a home, i can make money, i can make any man happy. then again, your smile of disdain has a way of saying your body has greatly survived countless battles against the elements of time, it takes a while before the bitter fruit becomes ripe and, compared to you--a man wise to the ways of the world-- i'm but a schoolgirl whose giggling innocence no put-on grace can belie.
comparative literature major from the state university, boyish-looking, 5'5", slim, brown, clean-cut, clear-faced, originally from nueva ecija and tarlac, hilarious, smart, flirtatious, literary-inclined, temperamental,in the brink of OC-ness. "'di ba, ako'y tao lang na nadadarang at natutukso rin...?" drop me a line at yahoo messenger: firstname.lastname@example.org; email: email@example.com;
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