Do I regret my choices? A part of me does. Sure, I want to go through life saying nO ReGRets~~ but who am I or you kidding?
All tagged self portraits
True Life: I'm so tired of pretending to be the chill girl.
It's #WorldMentalHealthDay so here's a blog post on what I've been dealing with for the past two weeks/and the past few months.
Living in Europe pt. 6 // The End.
*Side note* The reason I'm making this post is because I know the importance of being honest and true online. I have an online presence-- people see my work and read my words... so, personally, it's extremely important for me to not hide the bad, gritty shit. Just as it's equally important for me to not speak about my life with merely emotions and anger.*
Living in Europe pt. 4// Armor isn't impenetrable, but it could save your life.
Why? It's exhausting to have to CONSTANTLY be fighting with yourself. It's a life long thing, ya know? It doesn't just go away. Not even with meds. The meds just makes it more bearable. It's like giving your brain armor. Armor isn't impenetrable, but it could save your life.
Weekend Trip: Berlin// Tampons are Drugs
Guess what? If you look like .. me and Brett?... and you're going from Amsterdam to Germany.. watch out because they will just think you are a member of the drug cartel. I don't know what was up with security that day but DAMN. First we got asked all kinds of questions about what we were doing, where we were coming from, etc etc. You know, the norm. Then we got asked if we had been "Smoking doobies" in Amsterdam. Um... Obviously we say no to the people searching for drugs... but UH.. even if we had (we def had) we would have been doing so legally.
Big Move to Amsterdam!
I'm guessing a lot of people think that these types of images would be taken by a stranger--- but ALAS I could never trust a stranger with an aperture of 1.8 and using the focus properly. Hahah.