I wrote this for you, and you’ll never see it…
So this happened yesterday. My clumsy ass scraped down to the bone. Why can’t I be graceful?! D:<
Good morning. I’m learning to embrace my flaws, and make up less face. A few years ago I wouldn’t have even entertained the thought of posting a picture of myself with no make up on. I didn’t like looking into the mirror, and hell, I’d almost always have a breakdown whenever it was time to take off my make up. I didn’t like what was underneath. I am 22 and I still, unfortunately, suffer from acne. I’ve tried almost everything. Even Proactiv failed me. I’ve always had people tell me “you’d be pretty if you didn’t have all those marks (acne scars) on your face”/”you’d be pretty if you didn’t wear so much make up”/”you’d be pretty if you could clear up your face”… Why would they say that to me? Am I not pretty now? Why can’t you look past my acne/acne scars? But it doesn’t matter, because I have embraced that I’m flawed. My face is my face, and with or without make up I’m still pretty. #miserymonstrosity
When I’m grieving I, usually, jump for the junk food, but there is no junk food in my house. I guess that’s a good thing. So, healthy grief eating it is. Cashews, butter almond cookies (that broke), and a few cherries. I miss my great uncle, but at least he’s not in pain anymore…
I guess these smoothies are popular in my household. Spinach, a banana, a cup of soy or almond milk, and 3 ice cubes. I hate them, but my husband and mum love them. I guess it’s a good thing my vegetarian diet has left behind, though I’m no longer vegetarian.
Took a walk down to the lake. I love how the moonlight looks on the water.
#miserymonstrosity #gothic #goth #blacklipstick #blackgoths
"I’ll transcend into blues, and fade out from the grounds greys." #nature #lovethetreesinmybackyard