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so, I'm finally content with my face. I finally think that my face is actually okay. I don't know how this revolation came upon me, but I'm finally happy with my face and my hair and evraythang except my body.
But yet something is keeping me sad. I don't really know what it is, and that ticks me off. I always know myself inside and out. So what's fucking wrong?! idk.
In other news-
I have a new found love for Lost Profits and 30 seconds to Mars.
=]
This post is pointless, sorry.
But yet something is keeping me sad. I don't really know what it is, and that ticks me off. I always know myself inside and out. So what's fucking wrong?! idk.
In other news-
I have a new found love for Lost Profits and 30 seconds to Mars.
=]
This post is pointless, sorry.