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I'm proud of myself for not being fake. I'm difficult sometimes and have a few screws loose, but I'm 100% me.

Printed, Published, Imperfect

Chocolate Macarons and a very useful Macaron Troubleshooting Guide by Food Nouveau

love it when people are just a little bit unraveled. hair wisps flying everywhere, wrinkles in yesterday's t-shirt, pockets reserved for useless things only. fingers kissed blue from the last pen that fell in love with you. laugh on the wrong side of raw. smile on the right side of bizarre. bright eyes smeared kohl dark, hungry mouth stained lollipop red. messy messy messy messy. you are blurry like the edges of my favorite old photograph. each second you're born anew. you are beautiful and terrible and the most irreplaceable part of living and i could love you forever and ever and ever

Perfectly Imperfect

I never understood the passion with which people seek perfection.

I always believed in human imperfection.

Two pointy big ears framing a large hooked nose. A pair of furry brows hiding two discolorated irises. An upper lip,slightly thiner,covering some crooked front teeth.

A discoloration in your skin,looking like a painting. A dissimilarity in your haircut,pushing your hair to be seen. The stretch marks on your back from getting too tall too fast.

An ‘ugly’ laugh that’s as easy to identify as to breathe. The singing voice of an angel hidden inside a wolf.

Your beauty can’t be seen by everybody. But why the hell would that mean you are not beautiful?

Dedicated to a tall boy with stretch marks handpainted on his lower back 

DAY 573: What happened? [20130720]

the first time i saw my reflection in the mirror after a very long time, i asked myself, "what happened? why did you let yourself be like this?"... i felt ashamed for not taking good care of myself. it's too late now. even if i try to make some changes, it will never be the same again. i guess this is my punishment. this is the result of my stupidity and laziness. i should be responsible but i was never like that. i'm sorry because i will never be beautiful. i am and will never deserve to receive anyone's compliment. i already have too much imperfections. i am too conscious of myself. i feel so little having so much insecurities and being so different from the "normal" people. i feel really scared to face others because society will eat me alive. i am not that strong yet. i still have a long way to go before i can confidently present myself to everyone. hopefully, by the time i accepted who i really am, someone will come into my life. i just wish one day that someone will find me, treasure me, and make me the most beautiful imperfect lady of his life...

Take care of yourself; give yourself what you need.