Guess my costume 😻

My costume for Halloween and for Homecoming Dance (the theme is costume party) can anyone guess who i am?


I’ve been in class a total of 10 minutes and I’m already so bored i started looking at thinspo on instagram. here’s to shitty Wednesdays
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Hey guys,
I’m sorry if the spelling is terrible on this one, I’m shaking.
Honestly, I would just like to take a second to say that it’s okay to ask for help. Friends, family, a teacher. HELL, IF NOONE ELSE WILL BE THERE FOR YOU THEN I WILL

I logged on to my account today and started scrolling through my reader to see a post called “it ends tonight”. I feel like a part of me immediately knew what this meant because I’ve written them in my journal as a promise to myself so many times. It was one of the newbie bloggers that I’ve started subscribing to lately. She was one of the ones that I’ve been meaning to comment onto one of her posts with my email so she could talk to me if she needed to

I guess it’s a little too late now.

I feel like shit, in her last post she stated how nobody was there and all of her friends lost interest in her life.
Maybe this could’ve been prevented… I don’t know

Depression is something I talk about casually around here because it’s a part of my every day life. It’s something I’ve gotten used to even though I guess you’re not supposed to. Rationally, I know that. Help is nothing to be ashamed of guys. Don’t follow in my footsteps, if you’re feeling low, please just vent to someone, if you can’t then journaling is a GREAT alternative too. Keeping it bottled up is the worst thing for you to do
If anyone needs to talk email me :
I’ll respond within the day.

RIP Joan Rivers

To most people she was just one more celebrity death, but it was more to me. She was an inspiration, she taught me that getting old (something i fear and dread on the highest scale possible) didn’t mean wasting away the rest of your days just sitting around. She was up and jolly, loud, noisy, and made as much fun as possible even as the years progressed. Being only in 16, I’d already given up on life far earlier than she had ever begun to. If theres a god up there, im sure hes looking after her beautiful kindred soul.
Rest In Peace, Joan Rivers.👏


Creating Connections/ Favorite Book Of All Time

Well, i stayed home from school again today. I couldn’t seem to get myself up and out of bed because my depression was so heavy. I picked up a book that i read last week, to reread. (A clear sign that i fell in love with it because i NEVER reread books). I just cant believe how well i connected with one of the main charecters, Liz. Weve been through so many of the same experiences it was beautiful. I love that someone else feels how i feel (even if its a fictional charecter)
This should definately make its way onto your TBR list📖📚:


Ive carried this thing around with me so much, excuse the facts that its soo beat up. 💋