merry christmas, sana masarap pagkain mo

he's crack

ball don't lie

I am a young adolescent man aspiring to become a better version of myself day by day. With each failure I stumble upon a new and much more closer to perfection iteration of myself is born. I am Michael James R. Martinez, cousin of Joshua Andre Tibayan, the leading researcher in the nation, a multi million dollar once in a generation prospect. My thesis is absolute and all the tests I conduct I bear in mind the future of humanity and how my research will impact upon the betterment of the quality of life we currently have.

The phrase “it’s just a game” is such a weak mindset. You are ok with what happened, losing, imperfection of a craft. When you stop getting angry after losing, you’ve lost twice. There’s always something to learn, and always room for improvement, never settle.

I pretended to be a girl in csgo competitive matchmaking. At first we just played csgo together, but we worked up to more. I even skyped dressed as a sexy woman "with poor connection" so the video would blur. After many seductive photos of my ♥♥♥ in my sisters underwear I convinced him I was the real deal. It took me 3 weeks to become his girlfriend.

Eventually I scammed this guy out of $600 because I convinced him I would come visit if he paid for the flight. I was lucky it paid off because i had spent nearly $200 on make up to pull off this con. He also gifted me over 20 games on steam.

11/10 would do again. It was actually a nice weekend when I flew to visit him and didn't even mind sucking ♥♥♥♥. We're looking to move in together in October.