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I have too many questions in my inbox actually, I’m very sorry if I don’t answer theme questions. I was thinking of actually emailing Tumblr support so they would erase my themes. I haven’t had the time to edit them to recent Tumblr’s requirements. :| Also, it’s kinda surprising to look at the followers number.

I have countless flaws, but it never ceases to amaze me how content I am for being me. When you’ve made peace with yourself, the feeling is just wonderful… I’m very happy in my own skin; flawed, scarred and imperfect.

In case nobody has told you this today: You are beautiful.

The end of the world is near. Earthquakes, floods, volcanoes, tornadoes, hurricanes, oil spill, meteors crashing, Miley Cyrus, Justin Bieber…

PLEASE TELL YOUR PANTS IT’S IMPOLITE TO POINT.

Just because a path is well traveled, doesn’t mean it’s the right way.

I’m not a blogger. Tumblr is more like an online scrapbook/twitter on steroids — at least to me.

If you play a Justin Bieber album backward, you hear messages from Satan. Even worse, if you play it forward, you hear Justin Bieber. :/

Don’t like it? Don’t reblog it. Easy peasy, biatch.

There’s nothing like good food, good wine, and a bad boy.