Frequently Asked Questions
q: where did you get your theme?
a: It’s a theme called Inkhorn. I customized it a little to make it the way it is now.
q: will you promote me?
a: I actually get annoyed when people ask this. I won’t promote you unless i really like your blog or support what you blog about.
q: will you check out my blog?
a: Of course! just leave me a message and I’ll check it out.
q: how old are you?
a: nineteen.
q: do you have any tattoos and/or piercings?
a: i don’t have any tattoos. I have a tragus and belly button piercing and i have 4 lobe piercings on my right ear. Used to have a septum and a gauge.
q: do you have a blackberry?
a: no, i have an iPhone
q: where do you live?
a: Leamington Spa, UK.
q: what is your natural hair color?
a: really really really dark brown.
q: can i have your number?
a: no.
q: who is your best friend?
a: Kaius is my best friend.
q: do you have a boyfriend?
a: Yes, he’s my best friend.
q: do you have any brothers or sisters?
a: Yes, one wonderful brother
q: why do you not daily post pictures of yourself?
a: I might soon. I’m really busy with university at the moment and i cant be bothered to make myself look pretty for a daily photo.
q: where are you from?
a: i’m from Cyprus.
q: do you use twitter?
a: yes, i have a twitter but i rarely used it. I recently started up again though. Click here.
q: why don’t you respond to my messages?
a: It depends what your message says. I’m not going to deny that I appreciate all the love i get from my followers, I just don’t think they all need to be spammed with it. Instead, start checking your message boxes. I’ll reply there.
q: do you get hate mail?
a: No, not yet at least. But even if I did, nobody would know because I wouldn’t publish them. I’m actually frustrated with the fact that tumblr is becoming like a social network.
q: do you believe in god?
a: yes.
q: what are you studying in University?
a: Psychology and hopefully specialize in Developmental Clinical Psychology.
q: future aspirations?
a: be a BAMF forever.
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