Monday, November 16, 2015


Outfit from nearly a month ago. wearing my trusy raybans (heart face emoji), good ole grey coat and a dress i've worn to death.

Friday, November 13, 2015

a poem

 just a bit of poetry i wrote as an angsty teen. Written around the time I had an eating disorder and struggled with perfectionism.

Ive come to realise that perfectionism is something I've  struggled with for a long time. And more recently I've come to realise that perfectionism is stupid, unattainable and an idiotic dream. Perfectionism simply doesn't exist. Its the imperfections that we love.