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i misS him :(

** haha .. i'm very lUcky today :) wanna know y ?? when i entered the campus gate . here in our university , i saw my lifetime CRUSh . haha . he has a simularities in my ex Boyfriend ..

_that gUy in the picture is my Ex bOyfriend :) i really love him . but we have to let gO. each other for the sake of our family , although its really hard , its not an obstacle for our friendship . we lost our cOmmunication . he lives in canada nOw, whiLe i'm in the philippines . <3

my nEw cOllEctiOn :)
oh i see!

ahm . i dont know what to do !! crap >.< i have classes later , but I'm tired .. huhu !! guys help me .

mCr <3
cOmmEnt here iF you guys liKe this :) :) thank yOu <3

i jUst want tO shaRe this cOz I reaLLy loVe this :) mAybe iTs an oLd oNe .. buT i' loVe this :)

thIs was taKen in Toronto Canada ..

The Minister's Black Veil ( chapter 2 ) :) .. final chapter

Mr. Hooper had the reputation of a good preacher, but not an energetic one; he strove to win his people heavenward by mild, persuasive influences, rather than to drive them thither by the thunders of the Word. The sermon which he now delivered was marked by the same characteristics of style and manner as the general series of his pulpit oratory. But there was something, either in the sentiment of the discourse itself, or in the imagination of the auditors, which made it greatly the most powerful effort that they had ever heard from their pastor's lips.

The Minister's Black Veil ( chapter 1 ) :)

THE SEXTON stood in the porch of Milford meetinghouse, pulling busily at the bell rope. The old people of the village came stooping along the street. Children, with bright faces, tripped merrily beside their parents, or mimicked a graver gait, in the conscious dignity of their Sunday clothes. Spruce bachelors looked sidelong at the pretty maidens, and fancied that the Sabbath sunshine made them prettier than on weekdays. When the throng had mostly streamed into the porch, the sexton began to toll the bell, keeping his eye on the Reverend Mr. Hooper's door.

iLove ..
my creation :)

i really love this and i want to share this to everyone