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renitarahayyu · 11 months ago
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Craving for some crunchy 🥭 because of Tiktok (yes, you read it right 😂)
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ellvinastephen · 7 months ago
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TEMAN BABE
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vane-sya · 1 year ago
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Lcakoo (34) by sumi-manggo
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pummelos · 1 year ago
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source: @bo_mang_co on instagram
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nerdnerdy · 1 year ago
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netangbalisa · 1 year ago
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04/08/2024
"Homemade Manggo Ice Cream"
Pwede na.
Nasobrahan nga lang sa halo 😂
Naging medyo malamig na icing
Pero swak na sana ang lasa 😄🤏
🤌: 8/10
#HomemadeIcecR
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matahariterbit · 7 months ago
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we are an equal elements, we doesn't bleed in society, we are mixing to making harmony in the world.
we just doesn't bleed, because we are independent personality, as a person, as a soul.
(example : mangoo is a manggo, not strawberry.)
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antoncore · 7 months ago
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i need eunseok in every way possible PLEASEEEEE #NEEDeunseokwithurgencyanddesperation
MANGGO SORBET !! 🆙 my favourite ice cream flavour is definitely anything with strawberry in the name I LOVEEEEE strawberries and the place i go to have the flavour strawberries and cream and its so so good 😋 i also like their mango lassi flavour!
its so cool that eunseok is also a strawberry lover he just gets it
i have a question ! cats or dogs??
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i’ve been rlly needing eunseok recently too🤭🤭🤭 i need to read/reread some fics abt him ngl <3 (or maybe get to writing professor eunseok at some point that would be crazy tbh) also ooh strawberries and cream ice cream sounds so yummy!!! and i’m allergic to cats but… cats HAHAHAHAHA idk dogs kinda smell imo😭 how abt uuuuu
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reyfitid · 10 months ago
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Fried Shrimp With Manggo Sauce
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Fried Shrimp With Manggo Sauce 🔥😍
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afteriwasmad · 1 year ago
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It's my 17th summer now.
I never fully understood what does it mean when they say enjoy it while it last. It's not that I don't know what it means, it was just a phrase that old people tend to say when they remicnise on their youths. But today, I understood it today while taking my last leisure walk in the coast of Mexico.
What would life would be now? The wind was gushing softly, the sky is dyed in the color of a Pomegrate with a subtle tint of aurete color. Just three days from now, I will have to bid my bittersweet goodbye on this place I called home over the past ten years. You get a strange feeling when you're about to leave a place. And no, you won't become the very same person in that moment, you just can't.
Just like how others defines a home, it isn't always a place nor a person, the concept of home is also not limited to the four corners of our old ancestral house where we spent the early years of our childhood. Home isn't limited to the stereotype concept they show in movies or we read in books. Believe me, it's more than that. Sometimes, home itself are the memories burried in the pits of our consciousness.
I know that this isn't the time to remicnise over past years but the sky didn't always look this beautiful... Is it perhaps its way of telling me to not leave? Please, I wish that time will stop, because what is there to comeback for?
Like a hand waving from a train, the clock didn't falter ticking. It didn't stop, it was fast and rapid. Hence, time passes like a prose; untangled and free. My footsteps were heavy as I walk past the doorstep of my apartment. I have to leave Mexico now.
Time passed like a feverish manner. Until now, everything feels like a fever dream. Especially when I found myself sitting in the three-wheeled vehicle they called "tricycle", it wasn't just me here. A woman in her late 30's who calls herself "Tita Leng" fetched me on this town's old airport. She was holding a cardboard on her hand as she stood patiently on the waiting area while waiting for my arrival.
"Hija, dayo ka?" the man maneuvering the vehicle curiosly asked. I frowned at the question because I have no idea what was he talking about, and thank heavens because Tita Leng, which I find it awkward to call her that, she answered instead of me.
"Naku, Manong Toto, she's from Mexico! Kalagu na diba?" She looked at me enthusiastically, her eyes beaming with earness to know more about the country where I came from. Not long after that, they converse in a language I couldn't comprehend. Everything sounded so foreign except for the words apo, buhay, and taon. The rest that followed sounded like jargons to me.
The tricycle stopped moving. It stopped in front of an open gate which is painted in a vibrant red color. The gate was open so I was able to caught a glimpse of what's waiting for us.
A cottage style house, Manggo and Tamarindo trees, thriving plants and flowers welcomed my sight. The house looked oddly strange, it gives of the kind of ambiance we see on houses near riverside. It's not that its weird, I just couldn't find the right term aside from calling it beautiful. Un hermoso refugio, I thought.
Soon after, an old woman wearing an orange color daster with coral patterns took me for an embrace. Her white hair that she wears like a crown made of snow was blown by the wind, her scent which smelled like crisp sandalwood, and her skin already passed its youth. She's old. Way older than I can remember.
Her warm hands held my face, I was taller than her, than them. Meaning, she had too tiptoe while doing it. Still, I stood bewildered.
"Leng! Ito na siya?" she asked her daughter who nodded while taking out the bag in the tricycle. Then a wide smile crept into her thick lips. "Hija! Anim ka palang noong huli kitang nakita!"
"Ma! English mu aintindihan na!" Tita Leng spoke, then soon turned to me. "Ah, she said that the last time she saw you was when you were six!"
I smiled. I couldn't think of anything to say. When I think of them, all I could recall was the face of my mom. But how can I remember them if I don't even know how her voice sounds like now?
"Ginagawa din 'to ng Mama mo! Don't you miss her, hmm?"
People always see one thing. But do they know that you can hate something as much as how you miss it?
The floor was solid. It was comforting to know that I wouldn't fall any further because this is the rock-bottom, it's only when I hit the ground that it causes all the grief.
Wheter it was the subtle sound of crickets, tricycles and their roaring engines sounds, the dim white light illuminating the corners of this humble house, circular patterns of uneven old-brown tiles, even lamesita with fictile pot painted in aureate colors with violet plastic flowers into it, all of those emits a sense of familiarity that I didn't know I had.
I had been sitting in the chair of our lababo, Lola Sol is moving gracefully on kitchen. She said that even if her eyes are closed, she'll still be able to make something with those hands of her. Because afterall, the corners of this kitchen has been her kingdom for almost half of her life. She moves as if she was dancing, just like how butterflies flaps their wings in the wind so they can stay on their pace.
I had been thinking everything about life. Everyday, I am thinking of something, yet I can't seem to find something into it. It is an endless loop of never-ending cycle.
I know that Nostalgia isn't always good.
In my home country, we commemorate the deaths of our heroes. But why don't we celebrate their birth?
Which I wonder, is it to preserve the essence of their marytdom
The sky hasn't always been beautiful.
I will come to miss this moment,
ust three months from now,
Home
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ellvinastephen · 10 months ago
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mantap susunya
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vapeorb · 2 years ago
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neko-gifs · 5 years ago
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bo_mang_co: 왕관착용법 How to wear a crown.👸🏻
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lovotomi · 5 years ago
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bungatelangmartani · 5 years ago
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afza147 · 5 years ago
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Got my wish..haha
The subtitle a bit light..it shines
Again..they never stop bickering..cute
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