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I never update this, I use my baby Tumblr and my Xanga and occasionally my photo Tumblr that I made forever ago. I’m thinking about deleting this, but I also hate leaving a ‘community’ that I feel comfortable in, although it’s not like I’m ever here.
I’d love to keep in contact with you all though.
Be it via Xanga, my other Tumblr’s or BBM/Whatsapp.
My Xanga is friends locked but just send me an invite
Hit me up
amour-holly.xanga.com
Childofthe-universe.Tumblr.com
Ringaring-aroses.Tumblr.com
Or add my BBM 28185096
I’ll be around here a little for the time being and I’ll let you know before I delete this.
Oh and I’m still 103lb
5/2/2012 @ 21:37
haha fat and ugly posting photos on tumblr cause i dont care. bawse
(via fractured-self)
(Source: skinnymofos)
The body is not important. It is made of dust; it is made of ashes. It is food for the worms. The winds and the waters dissolve it and scatter it to the four corners of the earth.
10/1/2012 @ 20:21
People have stars, but they aren’t the same. For travelers, the stars are guides. For other people, they’re nothing but tiny lights. And for still others, for scholars, they’re problems. For my businessman, they were gold. But all those stars are silent stars. You, though, you’ll have stars like nobody else