#lolita1997

[littlebabyd0lly]

Could be us after school sir 🎀🧸

[newwavesylviaplath]

she may dress way cooler than me, have all our mutual friends like her more, and get way better grades than i can but she will NEVER have a somewhat successful girlblog tumblr following like i do.

[mi555angel]

Kate Moss As Lolita

[cowgrlcunt]

[dangeroustaintedflawed]

[sweetbunnidreams]

[llonelychicago]

i have just ordered SO much material and jewelery to make me feel like a victorian middle-class girl. i'm so excited 🩷

[heart-shap3d]

[after-aftercare]

[newwavesylviaplath]

practicing extreme self restraint at the thrift store

[nymph3tpilled]

[rainyyheart]

[pinkiepilum]

[your-fathers-favourite-daughter]

Girl activities ( trigger warning for mentions of the thoughts of a person in recovery? Mentions of d1s0rd3r3d thoughts. )

wondering how many bodies are hidden in your hometowns hills and forests

laying naked in bed tracing your scars

daydreaming about your future

pretending to look mysterious and read in front of your cafe crush

wondering what you would look like 50 lbs lighter than trying to decide if you want to relapse or not

brushing your hair with vintage silver hair brushes than wondering who all the women were who brushed their hair with it before you

writing poetry at 4 am

falling in love with your best friend

cleaning your room on a sunday

picking at your skin in the mirror till your whole face is red and swollen

daydreaming about bleaching your hair

cuddling your dog

remembering your dreams while sitting on the shower floor

watching movies, reading books, and watching shows, pondering the stories and characters and fantisizing about your life being like those stories

[dangeroustaintedflawed]

2014: 2024:

[llonelychicago]

i feel like the light inside of me is dying.

similar to a star

except i'm not a star — i'm the furthest thing from.

stars are beautiful, and pretty, and ethereal,

and i'm just not any of that

i am a black hole in comparison.

all i do for myself is destroy the things i love

take what's not mine, hurt myself and others,

and at the end of the day, it's hopeless.

i am just a vessel

a dull thing made of grey clay to build up

and break down when needed.

i could never be a star, never as beautiful,

nor as aspirational as one.