She was Lo, plain Lo, in the morning, standing four feet ten in one sock. She was Lola in slacks. She was Dolly at school. She was Dolores on the dotted line. But in my arms she was always Lolita.
Freshmen year isn’t even complete yet and I’m already disillusioned with drinking culture.
OOTD #17: Glasses glasses glasses
Blazer: Andrea Behar
Top: Kate Spade
Phone case: Kate Spade
Leggings: Jack Wills
Shoes: Kate Spade
"Anxiety is not rude. Depression is not selfish. Schizophrenia is not wrong. Eating disorders are not a choice. Obsessive-Compulsive is not crazy. Mental illness isn’t self-centred, anymore than cancer is self-centred. It’s a medical illness."
He was thirsty. He died of thirst.
CAN I JUST SAY TO ANYONE SUFFERING WITH MENTAL ILLNESS YOU ARE ONE BADASS MOTHER FRICKER BECAUSE NOTHING IS MORE TERRIFYING THAN BATTLING WITH YOUR OWN MIND EVERY SINGLE DAY