i’m in aesthetic hell like i want to be a classy history museum girl who wears blouses and flowy skirts and ballet flats and wine red lipstick and cute gold rings but i also wanna be a badass punk chick who wears black skinny jeans and band shirts and has a nose piercing and cool choppy hair and big stompy doc martens but i also wanna be an art kid who wears mom jeans and cute graphic tees and worn out converse and has flowers in her hair but i also wanna be a glowy sexy girl who has an impeccable highlight and wears gold hoops and slinky silk dresses and in the end i can’t be any of them so i just sit here in my boring jeans and shirts
“A monster is not such a terrible thing to be. From the Latin root monstrum, a divine messenger of catastrophe, then adapted by the Old French to mean an animal of myriad origins: centaur, griffin, satyr. To be a monster is to be a hybrid signal, a lighthouse: both shelter and warning at once.”