I need new freaking clothesssss ugh!!!

ugh okay so like.

MY. CLOSET. HATES. ME.
every outfit in there is either ✨mid✨ or ✨trauma-coded✨ 😭

i tried to get dressed today and almost cried bc everything i own looks like it survived a hot topic clearance bin from 2009 (and not in the sexy nostalgic way).

like i want to look mysterious… artsy… like “who’s that girl scribbling poetry in the corner wearing the perfect jacket???” but instead i look like “she hasn’t done laundry in 3 weeks and lives off anxiety + iced coffee.”

i just want something that screams i’m the main character but i bite.
something that says “yeah i’m unstable but at least i look hot about it.”

someone take me thrift shopping before i start cutting up old shirts again (no one stop me i’m holding scissors rn ✂️😤).

if you see me wearing the same hoodie again tomorrow, no you didn’t.
it’s called ✨aesthetic consistency✨ look it up 💅

anyway i’m spiraling but make it couture 💔
if anyone needs me i’ll be crying in the mirror to mcr xoxo