Awkwardly random. Randomly awkward. Bipolar shy boy from Mars. Kalangitan.
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Just need someone to talk to. About everything and anything.
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I'm in a point where people easily judge me. Well, in what point did people really stop judging? But in a serious note, yes. As you can see having a "TV show" sounds big time. You can see me driving around in a car with my very fashionable clothes on. White skin and white wallets. Honestly, I am waking up every morning in a small apartment supporting myself like any other 21 year-olds. Far away from my family. I am establishing a shirt business, 'cause I cannot determine when will this fame and light will end. I'm working with two of best skills, my education skill which is designing, and my hobby skill, which I do not really brag about it, the entertainment. In which, why in the world I was called 'rich' and also why in the world I wasn't 'rich'. If I am really 'rich' why would I strive with two things? And still not 'rich' striving with two things? All I know is that I have bills to pay, life to live and self to establish first. And if I am really rich, I would do this explaining with the local media.
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The only tattoo artist I would let ink my skin with his fine details

There was no communication between Campbell and his subjects, who had their name drawn from a lottery in order to participate. He had a plan for all of the tattoos ahead of time, but once each and every arm was in front of him, he suddenly felt his choice was wrong for that particular person and changed the design.

“I’d sit there, and I’d shave the arm, and I’d clean it off, and I’d be like, ‘It’s not right.’ Every single one, I changed my mind last minute.”

After 4 days of blind-trust tattooing, Campbell finally came out from behind the wall and invited everyone he’d tattooed to a dinner, where he was able to meet them and see their reactions.

Though they were all complete strangers, many felt they’d become instantly connected to everyone involved.

“We’re bonded for life.”

Whether it was pure intuition on his part, or forced acceptance on their part, it turned out that the participants thought their tattoos suited them perfectly, for personal reasons.

“Not to take away from my being a psychic genius, but I think it has a similar flavor to when you read a horoscope and it’s spot on. O.K., so did that horoscope just prophesize how your day unfolds, or was it sitting there, waiting for you to read it?”

At the dinner, participants drank wine from Campbell’s own label and inspected all the tattoos, feeling certain they would have been sadly mismatched if they’d ended up with one of the other designs.

“I need to let you know that I totally feel the gravity of what you guys offered me. I really, really appreciate it.“
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My mind says sex but my heart also says sex
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