I’M TIRED OF SMUT, I WANT TOOTH ACHING FLUFF AND HEART SHATTERING ANGST.

Lonely girl boredom cures ౨ৎ

headphone + playlist + long walks

attempt to write a poem

go buy yourself some flowers and make a pretty bouquet

make a summer vision board

cleanout and organise your closet

try a fun recipe (I've been making my own low-cal ice cream lately)

try a new makeup style/technique

do a YouTube workout (Daisy Keech workouts are my fav!!)

read my monthly mail :P

have a self-care evening

trim your hair (rethink this one well though hahaha)

plan/try on some outfits and maybe take some pictures

make a monthly in's and out's list

make a new playlist (and share it with me!!)

send a cute message question to your favourite blogger

redecorate or rearrange your room

write a letter to your future self

As always, please feel free to share your own suggestions and tips in the comments!! <3

‧₊*:・love ya ･:*₊‧౨ৎ

celestial scenery

pretty pink nails ⑅˚˖

✧ girlblogging saved my life | tribute to girlbloggers of tumblr

💌 a love letter to the girls who feel everything all at once

hi angel. mindy here.

i just want to talk to you for a second. not as a persona, not as a brand, not even as a blog, but as a girl who started typing into a blank text box one day and never stopped.

because the truth is, i didn’t make this blog because i was healed. i made it because i was hurting.

and somewhere between the aesthetic pinterest photos, the late-night diary entries, the posts that only got 3 notes, the 2am reblogs of girls who looked like soft versions of my pain... i found something. i found you.

✿

i didn’t know i was creating a life raft when i made this blog. but looking back, i can see it so clearly now: i was a girl who needed a safe place to feel everything. to be too much, too emotional, too ambitious, too dreamy. irl, i felt like i was being graded for everything, my appearance, my intelligence, my tone of voice, even the way i sat in a chair. everything had to be curated and clean and perfect.

but on here? on tumblr? i could fall apart in lowercase.

i could write things like “i feel like a forgotten ballerina in a dusty theater” and no one would ask me if i was okay. they’d just reblog it with “me too.” and somehow, that felt more healing than any conversation i’d ever had.

✿

girlblogging didn’t just save my life. it gave me one.

a life where i could romanticize my flashcards, where healing could look like claw clips and classical music and drinking water in a wine glass. a life where i could turn loneliness into poetry and ambition into art. a life where i wasn’t just surviving... i was curating, creating, soft-launching a girl i had always dreamed of being.

i started girlblogging when i didn’t have the words for what i was feeling. but now i know, it was grief. it was burnout. it was self-abandonment. and slowly, one pink post-it thought at a time, i started writing my way back to myself.

✿

when people ask what girlblogging even is, i just smile. because it’s not something you can explain in one sentence. it’s something you feel.

it’s the way you post blurry photos of your eyeliner because it makes you feel powerful. it’s the way you build entire personalities out of fictional girls like spencer hastings, wonyoung, cher horowitz, and elle woods. it’s the way you turn your trauma into templates and your survival into routines. it’s how we whisper “you’re not alone” to each other through digital scraps of diaries, gifs, playlists, and checklists titled ✧ how to feel like yourself again.

girlblogging is archiving your girlhood in real-time. and i think that’s the most radical thing we’ve ever done.

✿

i’ve met girls here who are quiet geniuses. girls who write like moonlight. girls who study like the world is ending. girls who’ve taught me how to rest, how to flirt with life again, how to turn breakdowns into soft resets. girls who made me feel seen in a way real life never did.

and the best part? they’re just like me. just like you. we’re all here, in this glittery corner of the internet, building worlds from our bedrooms, lighting candles for each other, sending each other healing in the form of moodboards and poetry and routines.

this is a community of unspoken survival. we never say it directly. we just post something beautiful and hope someone else recognizes the ache behind it.

and we do. every time.

✿

so this is my love letter. to you. to the girlbloggers. to the dreamers who stayed up late to make a new aesthetic header even though they had homework. to the girls who reblogged posts about self-worth while silently trying to believe them. to the ones who took notes like it was an artform. to the ones who healed in lowercase and sparkles. to the ones who are still learning how to love themselves in soft, sustainable ways.

you saved me. girlblogging saved me. you taught me how to live again.

and i just want to say... whatever you’re going through, you’re not weird for needing this space. you’re not cringey for making everything an aesthetic. you’re not “too much” for feeling everything at once.

you’re just a girl in the middle of becoming. and that’s a sacred thing.

never let the world convince you that softness isn’t powerful. it is. it always has been.

✿

so keep posting your little poems and guides. keep updating your theme at 1am. keep reblogging things that feel like you. because maybe girlblogging isn’t about being seen. maybe it’s about seeing yourself for the first time in forever.

and maybe that’s enough.

tributed to all the girlblogging community on tumblr + these amazing creators/girlbloggers:

@prettieinpink

@honeytonedhottie

@b3byd0ll

@thegirlingold

@dollywons

@agirlwithglam

@cantmakeitonmyown

@bunnysdollette

@maxiglow

@malusokay

@girljournal

@bloomzone

@4theitgirls

@milkoomi

@realprissygirl

~ mindy ♡

HIII OK OK SO HERE ARE MY THOUGHTS ON THE BOOK FIRST — i liked it ! keep in mind it was the book that got me back into reading + into romance books <333

I BELIEVE THAT IT WOULDVE BEEN BETTER .. IF WE GOT AARONS POV. bc i’mma be honest lina being the narrator 100% of the time made me REAL bored during some moments — that AND it took so damn long to get to the wedding AND the reason for aaron not liking lina at first had me like 🤨🤨🤨 but overall it was a fun read ! i loved the soccer game lmao

some of my fave books / books that i’ve read are …

- the spanish love deception

- terms and conditions

- the mindf*ck series

- the deal

- birthday girl

- archer’s voice

- the brown sisters trilogy

- addicted to you

- the sweetest oblivion (kinda dnf’d it ngl, but i wanna see what christian’s n gianna’s book is all abt BC …)

my tbr is actually chaos manifested into a list ??? BUT YEAH lmk what u’ve read n ur fave books bambi ! ♡ UR SO SWEET UDSGHEGD

OMFG I KNOW!! u should see my annotations, i was literally begging for a dual pov the whole time. BUT DID U KNOW WE’RE GETTING SNIPPETS OF AARONS POV?? LOOK IM CRYING

YESSS the soccer game 😭😭😭 he’s the man istgg. a man of his word, smart, athletic, a grump…. HES PERFECT. the sweetest oblivion was my first ever book that got me into romance books LOL this is so funny. AND THE DEAL OMFG. it was my first physical copy 😫

I HAVE OVER 300 BOOKS IN MY TBR. send help

i loveeee!! the sweetest oblivion, the maddest obsession (you’ll love it, i’m inlove with everyone), hook, line, and sinker, off campus series, and more 😫 UR SO LOVELY BARBIE IM SO GLAD UR HERE ( ˃̣̣̣̣o˂̣̣̣̣ )♡♡

is anyone alive?

why is everything dead, especially on tumblr?

I'm so bored omg

“why did you respond in 23 seconds” i would rip my heart out of my chest for you if you asked. Next question

devon aoki as suki in 2 fast 2 furious (2003) 💞✨