let me introduce myself ₊✩‧

this is a space. maybe a safe space, maybe not.

what are common recurrences in this blog?

⭐︎ aesthetic moodboards

⭐︎ intensely intimate snapshots of my life, that are vague enough that you maybe can relate. (tw! sensitive subjects will be discussed w/o censorship)

⭐︎the occasional painting

⭐︎ tag games; lots of them: sometimes im the one initiating them.

about me:

🪐 17 y/o

🪐 she/her

most used emojis/emoticons: 😭🫶🏼🫰🏽😢🫣🤭 / +.* ❦

i try to keep my blog as cohesive and consistent as possible. (my mind is like a maze)

꩜ moots i hope to attract: dreamers, poets, artists, yearners, strugglers; above all: humans.

dni: dont be christian, dont be a pervert dont be a racist, no ed accounts : i do not condone promoting harmful behaviour and romanticizing it as such.

above all: know that i'm a hypocrite. things i write may not align with what i wrote some time before. i can mean opposite things with the same intensity.

i want to build a community. so let's interact with each other:) (i am not opposed to asks 🤭)

ps: 'rules' i adhere to when posting on this blog (so you have a better understanding of me)

-> my posts need to be:

-written in the heat of the moment (they need to have a emotional directive)

-they need to be something i dont regret

-they need to (visually) please me. (in the context of moodboards)

-they need to feel right.

I am way too angry, way too upset, and way too cruel right now. Even though, the cruelty is mainly centered on me, there are still people who have to be unwilling participants in that.

I don't want to continue to spread that kind of depressive negativity around.

I’ll come back once I'm kind of proud of myself again, and feel like I accomplished something.

Do something instead of writing on this fucking app, speaking of repentance and change. Get your head out of the fucking gutters and act.

I worry, that I will waste away in my bed, doing absolutely nothing.

Staying exactly where I used to be.

I am, and I don't know who I'm supposed to be.