My 23rd year on this earth has both inflated my ego and also beat it down with the muddiest most jagged stick on earth I cannot imagine what 24 will be like

Low rise mini skirt corset statement necklace and an oversized leather jacket for a boy who’s undeserving you heard it right

So much about growing into womanhood for me has been defying the voice in my head that tells me I have to be incessantly pleasant nice palatable towards everything and everyone… the answer is not to be a bitch, but it’s also not to shrink and be agreeable with everything. Which seems very matter of fact until you realize boundaries (I hate how much of a buzz word this is but it’s true) are more nebulous than people say and it hits you that certain situations you’ve tolerated should never have been tolerated, even if they’re not obvious. Developing a strong sense of self comes with developing a strong sense of what I’m okay and not okay with. And there’s a lot I was okay with that I should never have been okay with. And need to work on being less okay with bc why did I ever think I deserved that