Is it odd that outfits like this make me wish I was a girl?
Nope. Being a girl is actually pretty fucking awesome.
I has a need.
Hey. Hey. You don’t have to be a girl to wear outfits like these!
Is it odd that outfits like this make me wish I was a girl?
Nope. Being a girl is actually pretty fucking awesome.
I has a need.
Hey. Hey. You don’t have to be a girl to wear outfits like these!
Two years ago I started this silly little blog so I could talk out my thoughts, get over my insecurities and connect with people I had already been reading for some time.
I was twenty, coming out of what I soon realized was a pretty messed up relationship and coming to terms with the fact that I had become depressed. I wasn’t doing things for the right reasons and I wasn’t happy with myself.
I’m not saying this blog fixed things. But I am saying that it is an interesting marker of how things can change in two years. And it certainly wasn’t a detriment: I’ve met wonderful people, learned a lot about myself, and, honestly, above all, grew up.
Thank you for taking this journey with me.
<3, Ivy
A shot found at Art XXXtra.
Well, shit.
I’ve reached my one year milestone on this thing with you perverts.
I’d like to stress how happy and flattered I am that you’ve all joined me for the ride thus far. It has been such a year, I have changed so much, and you’ve all been lovely to me for it.
<3, Ivy
“I shall be as dirty as I please; and I like to be dirty, and I will be dirty!” – Emily Brontë, Wuthering Heights.