You can be the most breathtaking jewel, a fucking rockstar, unclaimed, and free to find the right partner. No matter if you’re single as hell, talking to a few questionable characters or in a serious relationship, you are always free to be yourself, TO LOVE YOURSELF.

TAKE THIS FREEDOM AND RUN WITH IT.

Buy yourself flowers.

Dress up all sexy and classy. Why? Because it feels so damn good to do so.

Keep yourself smelling so fresh and so clean.

Eat the tiramisu! (9 times outta ten, eat the tiramisu, maybe 8 if you have sweet tooth issues)

Keep that mane looking so luxurious and healthy that it can’t help but glow with voluminous bounce.

Moisturize your skin with your favorite butters, oils and lotions.

Keep your lips moisturized, too. Muah.

You’re a fucking rockstar who looks and feels like a beauty queen.

Whether you’re taken by a lucky man or woman, you’re still this fucking rockstar!

You also don’t lose rockstar status because you may be in the desert, and planet romance is nowhere to be found.

Which btw, the desert is impressive, so I think you could enjoy that! Give the cacti some badass company. Stay hydrated. Watch out for snakes.

You’re always this fucking rockstar. ALWAYS.

Don’t ever forget that!

You deserve beautiful things.

You deserve JOY.
You deserve FREEDOM.
You deserve LOVE.

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You deserve all of that whether you’re single or coupled up in a cosmic love nest. Because you’re always you.

You’re you when you’re single.

You’re you when you’re not.

That fucking rockstar (you) doesn’t die when it’s single nor when it’s in a partnership.

Now go be that fucking rockstar that we both know you are!

Your romantic status has about zero to do with your worth. Self-love is strong enough to carry you on your own or coupled up in some galactic love.