#emo daisy

[amelia-mariee]

that period of time where daisy was really struggling with her grief and guilt over lincoln’s death was very sad, but i will always think that her making the conscious decision to become emo is just so funny. she did not own that jewelry before. i think of the day that she decided to go out on her own, and i just imagine her going to the store and buying chains and a bunch of new leather jackets. she did not need to do all that. what was even the point. if the point was to hide her identity, she should’ve just gotten a mask or something. she did not blend in with her new style. she was absolutely slaying and she knew it. EVEN if she did own the clothes before, she made a conscious decision in the middle of EVERYTHING that was happening to start wearing more eye makeup and jewelry and leather jackets. i love her so much

[amelia-mariee]

[run-bts-ineedu]

Today, I feel extra ugly

[isthisjustphantasy]

Emo Daisy in its natural habitat!

[treeerex]

10 yrs ago.

11yrs old. one. I remember it was my hella darks days. nirvana listener. all emo and shit. the whole thing with the rape shit and my uncle had just recently happened. and my momma had hella beat the shit out of me just for me to even speak about that incident. after that. my voice in my family had been reduced to not meaning shit. I was alone. I really was. its like wtf. even your own family can make you feel this way. why.? cause an uncle had fallen in love with a niece and even impregnated her. and all this being so little and so confused and just having absolutely no one to even show some care for you. fuck man. those were some fucked up days. I remember me just saying 6 more years and ill be out. quite honestly. then. my only motivation to succeed in school was to get the fuck out of my house. imagine your whole family just giving you these eyes everywhere you went. no one. no one ever looked at me the same. and its just crazy. to think that my life was at that then. and now I'm here. wtf. I start my senior year in college today. and everything around me just hella trips me out. its so weird to say and feel these happiness around me. this balance of things. shits still all sorts of bad. but you know. its better. and wtf. I'm graduating. and my family doesn't see me like how they did then. they like me. Im like the role model for all my little ones. I changed the idea of college not being an option, for it being. I drafted a new paradigm for my family. segun, I shall be the first graduate from all the offspring from anyone and everyone who has migrated from Santiago Acatlan, Puebla. imagine that. a whole pueblito. a new paradigm not just for my family but a whole pueblo. and coming from first recent migrants, the pueblerina offspring was able to dodge the whole system. just barley. and now its gonna finish an institution that was not even meant for her. like wtf.? soo weird. sooo sooo weiird. and I'm just trippin' on all these feelings that are arising. life. life. cause 10 years ago I would have never envisioned my life to have reached this. its like good things are happening.? my pessimistic self still keeps me on check on being real. but like really. wtf. its as if Im about to finish shedding that layer of skin and entering a my new skin. reconfiguration.