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💌 gloss pages vol. 1 -- the audrey effect ✧

hey lovelies! i’m so excited to share the first ever issue of the glowettee magazine! it's called "gloss pages" this first issue is inspired by audrey hepburn, quiet confidence, soft girl, and becoming the most elegant version of yourself ✧ 7 pages of vintage tips, dreamy rituals, audrey quotes, and coquette-style guidance for girls who want to glow up from the inside out. take what you need, screenshot what you love, and share it with your soft girl circle 🤍 xoxo, mindy 🎀

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@thewriteadviceforwriters

This is a place where secrets are hidden behind stone walls and learning is almost a magical ritual.

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Hey girly~~

I'm a writer and blogger recently navigating Tumblr. Sometimes I worry that no one will really care what I have to say, or care about my ideas. What's the best thing to focus on when I feel this way? I think I'm just looking for a little encouragement💗. I hope this makes sense!

hey sweetheart, so sorry i've been extremely inactive. finals have been draining, exhausting, and overwhelming!! i'm almost done, but i wanted to answer your question because it made me sooo freaking happy!!!

this question literally touched my heart because i've been exactly where you are!! that feeling when you pour your thoughts and creativity into your writing, hit post, and then wonder if anyone out there is actually connecting with your words? i completely understand that vulnerable feeling, bestie! 

first of all, i want to say how brave it is to create and share your writing in the first place! putting your thoughts out into the world takes so much courage, and the fact that you're doing it already shows how much passion you have. that's something to be proud of regardless of the notes or reblogs!

when those doubts creep in (and trust me, they visit all of us, even people with thousands of followers!), here are some gentle reminders and perspectives that have helped me create my blog:

1. remember why you started writing

   ✧ was it to process your own thoughts?

   ✧ to connect with others who feel the same way?

   ✧ to create something beautiful?

   ✧ to document your journey?

   returning to your original purpose can be so grounding when the external validation feels uncertain. i keep this in mind whenever i'm planning ideas, writing my posts or even when i feel unmotivated to write a bunch of words onto the tumblr word processor. this generally just helps you focus on the purpose for your blog/writing.

2. focus on quality over quantity

   ✧ one genuine connection with a reader who truly resonates with your words is worth more than hundreds of passive scrollers

   ✧ some of my favorite writers and bloggers have smaller but incredibly devoted followers

   ✧ meaningful engagement > follower count (always!!)

3. celebrate the uniqueness of your voice

   ✧ no one else has your exact perspective, experiences, or way of expressing things

   ✧ the internet doesn't need more people trying to sound like everyone else

   ✧ your specific voice is exactly what someone out there is looking for

   ✧ authenticity always shines through and attracts the right people

4. remember that growth takes time

   ✧ most "overnight successes" actually took years of consistent posting

   ✧ tumblr especially works on connections and community building

   ✧ your words might be quietly collecting in someone's bookmarks even if they haven't engaged yet

   ✧ some of my posts that got almost no notes when first published suddenly found their audience months later!

5. create for yourself first

   ✧ write what brings you joy, healing, or clarity

   ✧ if you're excited about your content, that energy will naturally attract others

   ✧ when you love what you create, external validation becomes a bonus rather than a necessity

   ✧ the posts i'm most proud of aren't always my most popular ones!

   ✧ make sure to utilize aesthetics in your post, ones you enjoy are always a bonus, and it's so fun to design your post according to whatever aesthetic/vibe

6. engage with other writers/bloggers and creators

   ✧ leave thoughtful comments on posts you love

   ✧ reblog with your own additions

   ✧ join writing challenges or community events (example: tag games)

   ✧ respond to asks and messages

   ✧ community building is a two-way street! this is my favorrrrittee part of being a girlblogger.

7. trust the timing of your journey

   ✧ some days will be quiet, others will surprise you with connection

   ✧ consistency matters more than immediate results

   ✧ your words might be exactly what someone needs to read tomorrow, or next month, or next year

i also want to remind you that even the most popular writers and bloggers have moments of doubt! it's part of the creative process to sometimes wonder if what you're making matters. but just know your perspective is inherently valuable. your experiences are worth documenting. your creative expression deserves space in this world.

when i first started my blog, i would sometimes post things that got almost no interaction. but then i'd get a single message from someone saying "this was exactly what i needed to read today" and it would remind me why i started in the first place.

keep nurturing your writer's heart, keep showing up for your creativity, and keep sharing your unique voice with the world. the right readers will find you, i promise. and in the meantime, take pride in the courage it takes to create and share in the first place!

sending you all the creative inspiration and confidence vibes!! hope this helps <3

xoxo, mindy 🤍

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they loved her better when she bled | elena gilbert

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i've been rewatching the vampire diaries again (for like the 5th time, don't judge me) and something hit me at 3am last night while i was wrapped in my blanket with my laptop balanced precariously on my knees… elena gilbert is the ultimate tragic girl. and maybe… that's why everyone loved her so much?

it's weird how we're all drawn to her pain, right? like, we literally watch a show about supernatural creatures who are magnetically pulled toward her suffering. and i can't stop thinking about what that means for us... the girls who relate to her, who see ourselves in her endless capacity to hurt and still love.

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✧ the pretty, bleeding heart ✧

have you ever noticed how elena was most desired when she was at her lowest? stefan fell for her when she was drowning in grief. damon's obsession peaked when she was torn between two brothers. and everyone, literally everyone... wanted to protect her when she was breaking.

it's the uncomfortable truth nobody talks about: sometimes people love us more when we're hurting than when we're whole.

❀ the pattern i've noticed:

elena crying = everyone rushing to comfort her

elena making decisions = everyone trying to "protect" her from herself

elena showing strength = everyone suddenly having opinions

elena expressing needs = everyone telling her what she REALLY needs

this isn't just a vampire diaries thing. it's a human thing.

✧ the mystic falls phenomenon ✧

i call it the mystic falls phenomenon, when your pain becomes your personality to others. when people get so used to seeing you bleed that they don't recognize you when you're healed.

think about it… elena's humanity... her tears, her journal entries, her constant losses was what made her the center of the supernatural universe. the moment she turned her humanity off as a vampire, everyone lost their minds trying to "fix" her.

because they didn't want elena. they wanted the elena they could save.

🕯️ for the girls who are tired of bleeding 🕯️

here's what i've learned from elena's journey that nobody tells you:

⛓ uncomfortable truths about being the "tragic girl"

people will romanticize your pain but fear your power

they'll call you "strong" for enduring but "difficult" for demanding

they'll love the version of you that needs saving, not the one who saves herself

they'll use your trauma as proof of your depth but your happiness as proof of your shallowness

i see this with my friends all the time. the moment a girl stops performing her pain, stops being the elena gilbert in everyone's story... people get weirdly uncomfortable. like, who are you if you're not the girl we get to rescue?

✧ the salvatore brothers syndrome ✧

both stefan and damon were drawn to elena's humanity, her fragility, her mortality. they both wanted to protect her, save her, keep her "pure". even as they literally drained the life from others around her.

isn't that just… the perfect metaphor for how the world treats girls?

we're expected to bleed beautifully. to hurt poetically. to break in ways that make us more lovable, not less.

❀ signs you're caught in the elena gilbert trap:

you apologize for being happy

you downplay your achievements but highlight your struggles

you feel guilty when you're not the one needing support

you've become the emotional center that holds everyone together

you instinctively know how to make your pain palatable for others

✧ turning your humanity back on ✧

elena's most powerful moment wasn't when she sacrificed herself (again and again). it was when she chose herself, when she embraced being a vampire, when she stopped apologizing for her darkness.

so here's my personal advice for the girls who are tired of being loved for their wounds:

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🌷 mindy's healing grimoire 🌷

stop making your trauma digestible for others. your pain doesn't need to be pretty or poetic or understandable.

practice saying "i'm doing really well actually" without adding a self-deprecating joke or problem afterward.

notice who stays interested in you when you're thriving vs. when you're struggling.

create a "no rescuing" policy with new people in your life. see who sticks around when saving you isn't part of the relationship dynamic.

whenever you feel the urge to journal about your pain, write about your power instead. what would vampire elena write about?

ask yourself: am i katherine or am i elena? (sometimes choosing selfishness over sacrifice is the revolutionary act)

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the truth is, elena's story isn't really about vampires or doppelgängers or supernatural curses. it's about a girl who everyone loved more when she was bleeding than when she was whole.

and maybe that's the real curse we all need to break.

so tonight, i'm lighting a candle for all the elena gilberts out there. the girls who everyone loves a little more when they're breaking than when they're building. the girls whose tears are more valuable than their triumphs.

your humanity isn't just your pain. it's your joy, your rage, your ambition, your selfishness, your darkness, your light, all of it.

and you deserve to be loved for all of it, not just the parts that bleed.

--mindy xoxo

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if you can’t join them, beat them at their own game | monda vanderwaal

you know what no one tells you when you’re the weird girl? the forgotten girl? the one on the outskirts of every group chat, the one who fades into lockers and background noise and the “oh yeah, her”? they don’t tell you that being invisible is a superpower.

because when they’re not looking at you, you can see everything. and when you’ve been left out of the game long enough, you stop waiting for someone to pick you. you start learning how to build your own board, your own rules, your own checkmate. and mona vanderwaal? she didn’t just reinvent herself. she weaponized invisibility. she turned being overlooked into a strategy.

this is for the girls who are done playing nice. who are tired of being everyone’s “before” picture. who are finally ready to stop being ignored and start being unforgettable.

i have been quite feeling invisible lately, i felt like friends haven't been matching my vibe, been wishing i had other things i don't have. while admiring other strangers without knowing their lives. it feels like invisibility has been present in my life lately. so, this is why i made this post, mona from pll has been on my mind lately and her character development in the show has resonated with me lately. so here is to the girls who are tired of being invisible, who are ready to be themselves without caring about the projections others make of them.

what they don’t see is what you can use

mona started as the sidekick, remember? “loser mona.” that’s what they called her. she watched all the pretty girls treat her like she was disposable, like she’d never be anything more than a tag-along or a punchline. but the entire time, she was studying the rules. and not just the social rules, but the unspoken ones. who has power, who doesn’t. who pretends, and who sees through it.

and once she saw how fake the system was? she didn’t cry about it. she coded her way out. literally. like… not to be dramatic but she created a terror network from a burner phone and lip gloss. the girl rebranded herself from the inside out and didn’t ask for permission once.

so here’s what i need you to understand if you’re reading this and you’ve ever felt underestimated:

→ you’re not “too quiet” or “too weird” or “too much.” you’re just still loading.

and when the download completes? you’re going to be so dangerous they’ll wish they never ignored you.

✧ how to weaponize reinvention (like mona did)

reinvention isn’t about pretending to be someone you’re not. it’s about realizing who you’ve always been beneath the projections. you’re not “turning into” someone else. you’re unearthing the girl who’s been waiting for her moment.

here’s your mona-core transformation plan i created for you all. think of it like a silent blueprint. no one has to know you’re doing it until it’s already done.

1. ✧ go ghost to get clarity

you don’t evolve in a crowd. you evolve in silence. mona vanished, on purpose. she took time away from the people who only saw her as one thing. if you’re trying to reinvent yourself while staying in the same rooms with the same people who never valued you, it’s like trying to paint your masterpiece on a foggy mirror. it won’t stick.

go ghost. log off. step back. observe more than you post. this is not isolating forever. it’s giving yourself the space to remember who tf you are without the noise.

2. ✧ romanticize your obsession phase

mona didn’t just glow up. she obsessed up. she got smarter, sharper, faster. she learned to code, built surveillance networks, studied her enemies' every move. while they were partying, she was plotting. it wasn’t out of spite... it was because she finally cared about herself more than she cared about them.

find your thing and get borderline delusional about it. your grades. your skincare. your SAT prep. your book you're writing. your personal brand. pick one obsession and make it your everything. fall in love with knowing more than everyone in the room. there is nothing more powerful than a girl with an obsession no one sees coming.

3. ✧ be unrecognizable. but still you

when mona came back, she wasn’t “loser mona” anymore. she was glossy. mysterious. her words were clipped like she’d deleted half her personality just to make space for ice. you don’t need to become mean. you just need to become unreadable.

leave the overexplaining behind. let people wonder. change your style. update your habits. wear something unexpected. shift your tone. speak softer, think sharper. nothing scares people more than the girl they thought they knew, suddenly looking like a puzzle they never had the pieces to.

4. ✧ build a life that makes you unbothered

this is not about revenge in the messy, petty way. it’s the softest kind of revenge: becoming so content in your own world that their validation feels irrelevant.

mona didn’t just take power, she built systems. her lair. her data archive. her skillset. her “i don’t need any of you to win” energy. you need your own version of that. maybe it’s your notion dashboard. your pinterest board. your secret google doc full of ideas. your weekly routine. your skincare archive. make your life a fortress. girlblogging has become a part of my life, and i use it as a system to improve myself while helping others.

5. ✧ be scary in a way they can’t name

the ultimate mona move? no one ever quite knew what she was thinking. and that made her powerful. she wasn’t dramatic. she wasn’t loud. she was calculating. strategic. collected.

learn how to be calm in chaos. learn how to let people underestimate you and say “thank you.” start doing things that don’t make sense to anyone but you. when you stop performing for their approval and start acting from your own internal plan, you become intimidating without lifting a finger.

✧ final thoughts from mindy (aka: me)

some of us were never meant to be the main character in their story. because we’re meant to write our own. if they didn’t choose you, good. now you’re free to choose yourself with no interference.

i want you to stop apologizing for how deeply you feel things. for how hard you try. for how long you remember the mean things they said. you are not too sensitive. you are not overreacting. you are collecting data. and one day, you’re going to turn all that hurt into something unrecognizable and sharp and stunning.

mona didn’t need a second chance. she made one.

and so will you.

xoxo mindy~

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✧ 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 ♡

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✧ 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 ♡

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she wasn’t trying to win, she was trying to prove something | spencer hastings

everyone loves spencer hastings because she’s brilliant. because she’s intense. because she’s always ten steps ahead. but what no one talks about enough is how exhausting it is to live like that, to be the best, all the time, because it feels like if you’re not winning, you’re nothing.

you don’t just wake up one day addicted to achievement. it’s a defense mechanism. it’s the result of being told, either directly or indirectly, that love is something you earn. approval, security, pride... they’re all made into things you chase, not things you deserve by default. and for girls like spencer (and girls like us), the chase becomes your whole personality.

this post is for that version of you: the one who doesn’t know how to slow down. who feels guilty for resting. who is so busy proving she’s good enough that she doesn’t even know what she wants anymore, only that she has to win.

but glowettee girls don’t just burn out. we decode the burnout. and we build something better from the pieces.

✧ step one: admit that your ambition isn’t always healthy (and that’s okay)

spencer’s ambition was her superpower, but also her coping mechanism. it was how she kept her identity intact in a family that prioritized image over emotion. it was how she filled the silence when she didn’t feel seen. and that’s the thing no one tells you: you can be extremely high-functioning and still deeply emotionally neglected.

if you recognize yourself in that, it doesn’t mean you’re broken or dramatic. it means you learned to survive in a way that made you successful but not necessarily fulfilled. and that awareness? that’s your power now.

start asking yourself: › what part of my ambition is actually a response to fear? › am i working towards something real. or just running from feeling “not enough”? › if i stopped being productive for a while, would i still feel like i mattered?

this isn’t about throwing away your drive. it’s about reclaiming it. so that your success stops being a trauma response and starts becoming a conscious, joyful path.

✧ step two: stop tying your worth to how well you’re doing

this is one of the hardest lessons for spencer-coded girls to learn. you’ve spent so long being “the smart one,” “the responsible one,” “the one who gets things done,” that the idea of being average... or even just not ahead, feels terrifying.

but the truth is, your value doesn’t fluctuate based on how impressive you are today. you are allowed to be exhausted. to take breaks. to not know what’s next. to be unsure and still deserving of kindness.

practical reframes that help:

› “i am not only worthy when i am productive.” › “it’s not my job to be exceptional every single day.” › “i do not have to earn rest, i’m already allowed to feel okay.” › “getting ahead means nothing if i don’t feel like myself at the end of it.”

your worth is not your grades, your resume, your discipline. your worth is how gently you treat yourself when things don’t go according to plan. and how brave you are for trying again, but this time, with love.

✧ step three: identify where the pressure is really coming from

one of spencer’s most iconic traits is her constant pressure to be better, to prove herself to her parents, to compete with melissa, to always be right. and a lot of girls pick up this energy without even realizing it.

so let’s break it down.

when you’re pushing yourself too hard, ask:

› who am i trying to impress right now? › what am i trying to prove, and to who? › would i still want this if no one else saw it?

sometimes the answer is “my parents.” sometimes it’s “my younger self who was bullied.” sometimes it’s “the girl who made me feel small in 10th grade.” whatever it is... naming it gives you control back. it turns a subconscious obsession into a choice.

glowettee tip: start tracking your academic or glow-up goals with intention journals. write down why you want each thing. if the answer is rooted in love, curiosity, or your dream life. it stays. if it’s rooted in shame or needing to prove yourself, you rewrite it.

✧ step four: build a version of success that doesn’t destroy you

ambition doesn’t have to hurt. it doesn’t have to cost your health, your sleep, or your identity. but to get to that place, you need to reimagine what success actually looks like.

spencer's biggest downfall was never that she worked hard, it was that she never let herself pause. she never believed she was enough without the accomplishments. so let’s fix that.

your version of success should include:

› slow mornings with your journal and a matcha › deep focus sessions that leave you proud, not drained › goals that light you up instead of haunting you › people who see you beyond your output › a sense of peace when you're doing “nothing”

you deserve a version of success that feels like coming home to yourself, not escaping who you are.

✧ step five: learn how to forgive yourself for not being ahead

this is the softest, hardest part. if you’ve ever stared at someone else's instagram story or grades or glow-up and felt that sinking feeling of “i’m so behind,” this part is for you.

glowettee girls don’t pretend they’re immune to comparison. we just reframe it.

spencer always felt like she was playing catch-up, even if it was to melissa, to her parents' expectations, or to some imaginary version of perfection. but she was always enough. the problem was never her ability. it was her belief.

if you’re feeling behind:

› remember you are living your own plotline, not anyone else’s › take inventory of how far you’ve come, even if it’s invisible to others › allow yourself to grieve the time you lost to stress, fear, or self-doubt › forgive yourself for surviving the only way you knew how, even if it meant overworking

being “ahead” means nothing if you don’t feel grounded in your body, your heart, your softness. you’re allowed to pause. you’re allowed to rest. and you’re still powerful even when you do nothing but exist.

♡ mindy’s personal tip:

i used to think that if i didn’t get everything right, i’d disappoint everyone, my family, my future self, the version of me that’s supposed to be a doctor-ceo-academic-goddess. but slowly, i realized the pressure was inside me. and that i could be ambitious and gentle at the same time.

now i schedule in breaks like i schedule study sessions. i romanticize rest like i romanticize hustle. and i remind myself every day: i am not just a girl chasing goals... i am a girl creating a life.

so are you.

xoxo mindy

⋆ this post was inspired by my free workbook on trauma-coded ambition, it's for the overachiever girls who can't rest without guilt. grab it here:

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✧ don’t trust pretty girls with dark pasts ✧ | alison dilaurentis pretty girl vaunt

these short poems + affirmations are from me, inspired by the pretty little liars character alison dilaurentis, love you all <3

✧ i’m not like the other girls. i remember everything.

✧

i am the kind of girl they gossip about in whispers, but watch in full silence when i walk by.

i don’t chase. i notice. i don’t beg. i vanish. i don’t cry where they can see me.

✧ i don’t raise my voice, i raise eyebrows. i raise suspicion. i raise the dead if i have to.

✧

i know how to smile like i forgive you, while writing your name in red ink in the margins of my diary.

i know how to leave without slamming the door, because silence? hurts louder.

✧

i’m not heartless. i’m just tired of handing it to people who treat it like a toy. and when i love now, i choose it. carefully. like a weapon. like a perfume. like a lie i want to believe.

✧

i let them underestimate me. every time. because when the mask slips, and i show them who they were really dealing with?

it’s too late.

✧

i wear pink lip gloss to funerals. i straighten my hair before revenge. i smile like i’ve never cried.

my trauma doesn’t make me fragile. it makes me strategic.

✧

i know what people say about girls like me. and i let them say it. because i’ve already said worse in my head.

i’ve already outgrown their little whispers. i’ve already survived the worst thing i’ve ever been called.

✧

i am the mirror and the smoke. the diary and the secret. the girl they tried to bury, who grew back in high heels and sharper cheekbones.

✧

every photo of me looks like a warning. every text from me feels like a dare. every rumor about me? true. or at least, true enough to scare them.

✧

i don’t exist to be understood. i exist to be remembered.

✧

i write my name in perfume. i disappear in luxury. i keep my stories locked in a locket with no key but mine.

✧

i don’t need to be good. i need to be untouchable. and i am.

✧

they’ll call me dramatic. they’ll call me manipulative. they’ll call me cruel.

but they’ll never call me forgettable. ✧

i survived things i’ll never talk about. and came out prettier.

✧

i am the mystery they’ll never solve. i am the apology they’ll never get. i am the girl they tried to erase, but every mirror still shows me.

✧

and if they think i’m done? they don’t know me at all.

✧

xoxo mindy

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don’t trust pretty girls with dark pasts | alison dilaurentis (pt 1)

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alison dilaurentis is one of those girls you can never quite forget, even if you tried. she’s the girl who disappears and somehow becomes bigger in her absence. she’s perfume and poison. the kind of girl who’s always watching, even when she’s gone.

and she’s also the reason so many of us wanted to become mysterious.

in the glowettee world , we love our study girls and soft girls and it girls… but there’s something so necessary about talking about the alisons of the world. because here’s the truth: being pretty is a tool. being feared is a shield. being misunderstood can be a power. and ali? she knew that long before anyone else did.

so today, we’re swiping on a little too much lip gloss, and whispering secrets behind other girls’ backs. not because we’re mean, but because it’s survival. (lol)

today’s lesson is: how to be a pretty girl with a dark past… and how to make people afraid to hurt you.

☠︎ 🕯

✧ who is alison dilaurentis? the girl who made you question everything.

alison was never the main character in a conventional way, she was the shadow behind every scene, the whisper at the end of the hallway. she was gone, but omnipresent. haunting and ethereal. dangerous and delicate.

she was the kind of girl who used her beauty like a weapon, her words like a scalpel, and her secrets like a currency. she curated her identity with every glance, every outfit, every manipulation. and what makes her iconic is the duality: she was always lying, but it was because the truth had hurt her first.

a product of trauma, survival, perfectionism, and pressure. she played mind games because life was a game, and the only way to win was to stay one step ahead of everyone. especially the people who loved her.

✧ mindy’s dissection of the duality

“she looked like she’d ruin your life, but you’d let her.”

if you want to embody and recreate alison’s energy, you have to master this soft-yet-lethal balance. she was coquette meets cunning. she looked like a doll, but she was built like a fortress.

this is how you start in real life:

🗝 be hyperfeminine⭑but calculated. ali always wore lace, pastels, ribbons, gloss. she embraced girlhood. but on her terms. her femininity wasn’t innocent, it was strategic. everything she wore said “look at me” but also “don’t get too close.”

🗝 create a sense of absence. alison’s most powerful tool was her disappearance. mysterious girls know how to pull away, how to let people wonder, how to be unavailable just enough. you don’t always need to post, explain, or show up. disappear for a bit. reappear glowing.

🗝 hold secrets like sacred texts. ali knew everything about everyone. and even if she didn’t, she made it seem like she did. she controlled people with information. in real life, this means being observant. don’t talk too much. listen more. remember details. let people overshare while you stay a little foggy.

🗝 manipulate softly, ethically. this is where we walk a fine line. you don’t need to hurt people to be powerful. but you can influence energy, social dynamics, conversations, and outcomes just by knowing when to lean in and when to step back. ali wasn’t cruel for fun, she was protecting herself from a world that had hurt her too soon.

🗝 let people project their version of you. everyone thought they knew ali. they didn’t. mysterious girls let people assume… and never correct them. you don’t need to tell everyone your whole life story. let your vibe speak louder than your words.

✧ lifestyle inspo: the alison aesthetic for girls who look soft but hold knives behind their backs. (figuratively lol)

♡ appearance:

wear soft, pastel or baby pink tones with dark eyes or bold lip moments

matching lingerie sets even if no one sees them (especially if no one sees them)

hair ribbons, delicate jewelry, baby doll tube tops + skirts and jeans

signature scent: something too sweet with a dark twist (something like: ysl black opium or viktor & rolf flowerbomb)

manicures always. preferably pale pink or dangerous red.

♡ habits:

keep a secret journal. not for feelings, but for data. screenshots, observations, ideas.

play music while walking like you're the main character in someone else’s downfall.

know the gossip. don’t be in it.

use strategic compliments, it confuses enemies and disarms rivals.

disappear sometimes. rebrand when you return.

♡ home/life:

pink bedsheets, but with a lockbox under your bed

twinkle lights and scented candles next to hidden files and folders

an organized vanity but a cluttered hidden drawer with photos, notes, secrets

books stacked next to makeup palettes. duality, always.

✧ emotional strategy: how to be misunderstood in a way that protects you

the world always misunderstood alison. they thought she was a mean girl. a liar. a manipulator. they weren’t wrong, but they also weren’t right. she was traumatized. she was in danger. and she didn’t trust anyone.

to recreate and take from ali’s power, you don’t need to be cruel. you need to be self-protective.that means:

♡ never telling the full story ♡ letting your silence sting louder than your words ♡ choosing emotional detachment when necessary ♡ never giving second chances to people who betray you ♡ being okay with being the “villain” in someone else’s story

✧ mindy’s personal tips for being the ali of your friend group:

— always have the screenshots. — be the girl who disappears after the party. — know what makes people tick, but never let them know yours. — compliment girls who hate you. it confuses them. — never argue when you can smile and walk away. — keep a diary like it’s a vault. and keep it hidden. — have a playlist that makes you feel dangerous. play it when you walk down the hallway. (using headphones/earphones) — when people underestimate you… let them. and then prove them wrong silently.

✧ closing thoughts from mindy ♡

being a “pretty girl with a dark past” doesn’t mean being toxic. it means being resilient. it means knowing that the world won’t always protect you, so you have to protect yourself. it’s softness with steel. sweetness with shadows. the glowettee girl who knows how to cry in mascara… and then ruin your life with a smile. (i love you angels <3)

alison dilaurentis was the kind of girl everyone feared, because she made you look at your own reflection a little too closely. and maybe that’s what we need more of: girls who hold up mirrors, girls who say no, girls who come back stronger than when they left.

you don’t have to be perfect. you just have to be unforgettable. and ali? she never let anyone forget her.

— mindy ♡

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✧˖° studying without suffering: how to actually enjoy learning (yes, it’s possible)

✧˖° let’s talk.

hey angels, it's mindy!

most people treat studying like a punishment. something to be endured, not enjoyed. it’s that thing you force yourself to do, like taking bitter medicine or running a mile in gym class. but what if that’s the reason you struggle with it?

the secret? you were never meant to hate learning.

somewhere along the way, school made it boring. maybe you had teachers who sucked the fun out of it. maybe you associate studying with stress, deadlines, and exhaustion. but learning is supposed to be exciting. when you actually enjoy it, everything changes. you focus longer, retain more, and (ironically) spend less time studying because your brain actually absorbs the information.

so, let’s fix it. let’s make studying something you want to do instead of something you suffer through.

✧˖° ➼ step 1: detach learning from school

(school & learning are not the same thing. stop letting school ruin your curiosity.)

the first mindset shift? realize that school does not own learning.

➼ school is about structure, deadlines, and tests. it’s designed to measure performance. ➼ learning is about curiosity, deep thinking, and exploration. it’s designed to expand your mind. and help you grow as a person.

if you’ve only ever studied because you had to, your brain associates it with pressure. break that pattern. find something outside of school that you actually like learning about. philosophy, psychology, art history, neuroscience, fashion design, whatever makes you curious.

even if it’s unrelated to your classes, it rewires your brain to see learning as an intrinsic activity, not just an obligation. once you enjoy learning in general, you can transfer that energy back into your studies.

✧˖° ➼ step 2: romanticize the process (but actually make it feel good)

("romanticizing studying" doesn’t mean just buying cute stationery. let’s go deeper.)

sensory association is everything. your brain links experiences to the way they feel physically. so if studying feels uncomfortable, you’ll avoid it. the solution? make it a luxurious experience for your senses.

✧ visuals → clean, minimalist desk, soft lighting, aesthetic study materials ✧ sound → rain sounds, classical piano, lo-fi beats (music that enhances focus) ✧ touch → cozy blankets, warm tea, smooth pens gliding over paper ✧ scent → vanilla candles, fresh coffee, the pages of an old book

this isn’t just about aesthetics. it’s neuroscience. when studying feels pleasurable, your brain stops resisting it.

✧˖° ➼ step 3: use high-dopamine study techniques

(forcing yourself to study the “normal” way is why you hate it.)

some study methods are literally designed to be boring. ditch them.

instead, try:

➼ blurting method: instead of passively reading, close your book and write down everything you remember. then check what you missed. (way more engaging than just re-reading notes.) ➼ dual-coding: mix visuals with text. draw tiny sketches next to your notes. turn concepts into mind maps. watch a video explaining a topic right after reading about it. ➼ pomodoro stacking: instead of the typical 25-minute study sprints, customize it. (ex: 50 min deep focus + 10 min break with an actual reward.) ➼ interleaving technique: mix subjects instead of block studying. it forces your brain to stay engaged.

stop making studying harder than it needs to be. find what works for you, and your brain will stop fighting it.

✧˖° ➼ step 4: make studying social (but in a smart way)

(because you’re not supposed to do this alone.)

studying alone for hours? miserable. but studying with others who are just as serious as you? instant motivation boost.

but instead of chaotic group study sessions where no one gets anything done, try:

✧ parallel studying: hop on facetime or join a study livestream. silent, focused, but together. ✧ teaching method: explain concepts to a friend. if you can teach it, you truly understand it. ✧ study accountability: check in with someone daily. send each other your study goals, no excuses.

even just knowing someone else is studying at the same time can trick your brain into feeling more engaged.

✧˖° ➼ step 5: shift your identity

("i hate studying" isn’t a personality trait. it’s a mindset problem.)

if you keep saying “i hate studying,” your brain will never enjoy it. change the narrative.

➼ instead of “i suck at studying,” try → “i’m learning how to study in a way that works for me.” ➼ instead of “i can’t focus,” try → “i’m training my brain to focus longer every day.” ➼ instead of “i don’t feel like it,” try → “i’m someone who gets things done, whether i feel like it or not.”

become the type of person who enjoys learning. once that becomes your identity, everything else follows.

✧˖° ➼ step 6: create emotional attachment to your goals

motivation dies when your goals feel distant and impersonal. if you’re studying just because you “have to,” it’s easy to procrastinate. but if you link it to something deeply personal, it becomes non-negotiable.

try this: visualize your future self. imagine the version of you who already achieved everything you want. who is she? what does she do? how does she study?

then, make it emotional. ✧ if you dream of getting into your dream school, print pictures of it. make a vision board. ✧ if you want financial freedom, imagine the luxury of never stressing over money. ✧ if you want to be respected in your field, remind yourself that your knowledge is your power.

when you make studying personal, it stops being a chore. it becomes a commitment.

✧˖° ➼ step 7: stop making everything harder than it needs to be

(struggling doesn’t mean you’re working harder. it just means you’re struggling.)

too many people study inefficiently because they think suffering = productivity. but studying smarter is always better than studying longer.

some ways to make it easier on yourself: ➼ use study apps → quizlet, pomdoro apps for focus, notion for organization ➼ summarize like you’re texting a friend → rewrite notes in your own words, no unnecessary fluff ➼ study in “levels” → don’t jump straight into deep studying. warm up with light review, then increase intensity ➼ take advantage of spaced repetition → stop cramming, your brain retains more when you review over time

efficiency = less stress, better results. don’t work harder than necessary.

✧˖° ➼ step 8: replace toxic productivity with high-performance habits

studying 10 hours in one night ≠ academic excellence. true high-achievers prioritize sustainability.

➼ quit glorifying exhaustion. taking breaks improves focus. it’s not laziness. ➼ learn when to walk away. if you’re zoning out, step away. 10 minutes of real focus > 2 hours of fake studying. ➼ protect your sleep. all-nighters don’t make you hardcore, they make you ineffective. your brain processes info while you sleep.

the goal isn’t to study the longest. it’s to study in a way that keeps your mind sharp and focused.

✧˖° ➼ step 9: master the “dopamine pull” method

instead of forcing motivation, use dopamine to your advantage.

➼ habit stacking → pair studying with something enjoyable (ex: study while drinking your favorite matcha) ➼ mini rewards → after finishing a chapter, reward yourself with something small but satisfying ➼ gamification → track progress like a video game. every completed task = a “level up”

your brain loves dopamine. give it reasons to associate studying with good feelings.

✧˖° ➼ step 10: let go of perfectionism (but keep high standards)

perfectionism leads to procrastination and burnout. instead of striving for flawless, aim for consistent excellence.

✧ done is better than perfect. stop rewriting notes 5 times. ✧ progress is the goal. each study session should move you forward, even if it’s small. ✧ your worth is not your grades. strive for success, but don’t let school define you.

when you release perfectionism, you actually start achieving more. keep your standards high, but don’t let them paralyze you.

✧˖° mindy’s personal tips

(things that helped me romanticize studying & actually make it enjoyable:)

➼ set a 5-minute timer. just start. most of the time, your brain stops resisting once you begin. ➼ don’t let study guilt ruin your breaks. rest is productive. ➼ have a “study fit.” i swear, dressing up just a little makes a difference. ➼ invest in one high-quality pen. something that glides effortlessly. small detail, huge difference. ➼ study in cafés, libraries, parks. switch locations to keep it interesting. ➼ make it ✧ cozy ✧. fuzzy socks, oversized sweaters, soft blankets. your comfort matters.

✧˖° homework: rewire your study experience

➼ for one of your study sessions this week, try at least two of the techniques above. ➼ write a short journal entry: how do you want to feel while studying? how can you make that happen? ➼ change just one thing about your study setup that makes it more enjoyable.

then come back & tell me. did studying feel better? (you can always message me or send me an ask in my inbox)

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don’t trust pretty girls with dark pasts | alison dilaurentis (pt 1)

════════════════════════════════════════════ ✦ . 　⁺ 　 . ✦ . 　⁺ 　 . ✦ . 　⁺ 　 . ✦ . 　⁺ 　 . ✦ . 　⁺ 　 . ✦ . 　 . ✦ . ︶⊹︶︶୨୧︶︶⊹︶︶⊹︶︶୨୧︶︶⊹︶︶⊹︶︶୨୧︶︶⊹︶︶⊹︶︶୨୧

alison dilaurentis is one of those girls you can never quite forget, even if you tried. she’s the girl who disappears and somehow becomes bigger in her absence. she’s perfume and poison. the kind of girl who’s always watching, even when she’s gone.

and she’s also the reason so many of us wanted to become mysterious.

in the glowettee world , we love our study girls and soft girls and it girls… but there’s something so necessary about talking about the alisons of the world. because here’s the truth: being pretty is a tool. being feared is a shield. being misunderstood can be a power. and ali? she knew that long before anyone else did.

so today, we’re swiping on a little too much lip gloss, and whispering secrets behind other girls’ backs. not because we’re mean, but because it’s survival. (lol)

today’s lesson is: how to be a pretty girl with a dark past… and how to make people afraid to hurt you.

☠︎ 🕯

✧ who is alison dilaurentis? the girl who made you question everything.

alison was never the main character in a conventional way, she was the shadow behind every scene, the whisper at the end of the hallway. she was gone, but omnipresent. haunting and ethereal. dangerous and delicate.

she was the kind of girl who used her beauty like a weapon, her words like a scalpel, and her secrets like a currency. she curated her identity with every glance, every outfit, every manipulation. and what makes her iconic is the duality: she was always lying, but it was because the truth had hurt her first.

a product of trauma, survival, perfectionism, and pressure. she played mind games because life was a game, and the only way to win was to stay one step ahead of everyone. especially the people who loved her.

✧ mindy’s dissection of the duality

“she looked like she’d ruin your life, but you’d let her.”

if you want to embody and recreate alison’s energy, you have to master this soft-yet-lethal balance. she was coquette meets cunning. she looked like a doll, but she was built like a fortress.

this is how you start in real life:

🗝 be hyperfeminine⭑but calculated. ali always wore lace, pastels, ribbons, gloss. she embraced girlhood. but on her terms. her femininity wasn’t innocent, it was strategic. everything she wore said “look at me” but also “don’t get too close.”

🗝 create a sense of absence. alison’s most powerful tool was her disappearance. mysterious girls know how to pull away, how to let people wonder, how to be unavailable just enough. you don’t always need to post, explain, or show up. disappear for a bit. reappear glowing.

🗝 hold secrets like sacred texts. ali knew everything about everyone. and even if she didn’t, she made it seem like she did. she controlled people with information. in real life, this means being observant. don’t talk too much. listen more. remember details. let people overshare while you stay a little foggy.

🗝 manipulate softly, ethically. this is where we walk a fine line. you don’t need to hurt people to be powerful. but you can influence energy, social dynamics, conversations, and outcomes just by knowing when to lean in and when to step back. ali wasn’t cruel for fun, she was protecting herself from a world that had hurt her too soon.

🗝 let people project their version of you. everyone thought they knew ali. they didn’t. mysterious girls let people assume… and never correct them. you don’t need to tell everyone your whole life story. let your vibe speak louder than your words.

✧ lifestyle inspo: the alison aesthetic for girls who look soft but hold knives behind their backs. (figuratively lol)

♡ appearance:

wear soft, pastel or baby pink tones with dark eyes or bold lip moments

matching lingerie sets even if no one sees them (especially if no one sees them)

hair ribbons, delicate jewelry, baby doll tube tops + skirts and jeans

signature scent: something too sweet with a dark twist (something like: ysl black opium or viktor & rolf flowerbomb)

manicures always. preferably pale pink or dangerous red.

♡ habits:

keep a secret journal. not for feelings, but for data. screenshots, observations, ideas.

play music while walking like you're the main character in someone else’s downfall.

know the gossip. don’t be in it.

use strategic compliments, it confuses enemies and disarms rivals.

disappear sometimes. rebrand when you return.

♡ home/life:

pink bedsheets, but with a lockbox under your bed

twinkle lights and scented candles next to hidden files and folders

an organized vanity but a cluttered hidden drawer with photos, notes, secrets

books stacked next to makeup palettes. duality, always.

✧ emotional strategy: how to be misunderstood in a way that protects you

the world always misunderstood alison. they thought she was a mean girl. a liar. a manipulator. they weren’t wrong, but they also weren’t right. she was traumatized. she was in danger. and she didn’t trust anyone.

to recreate and take from ali’s power, you don’t need to be cruel. you need to be self-protective.that means:

♡ never telling the full story ♡ letting your silence sting louder than your words ♡ choosing emotional detachment when necessary ♡ never giving second chances to people who betray you ♡ being okay with being the “villain” in someone else’s story

✧ mindy’s personal tips for being the ali of your friend group:

— always have the screenshots. — be the girl who disappears after the party. — know what makes people tick, but never let them know yours. — compliment girls who hate you. it confuses them. — never argue when you can smile and walk away. — keep a diary like it’s a vault. and keep it hidden. — have a playlist that makes you feel dangerous. play it when you walk down the hallway. (using headphones/earphones) — when people underestimate you… let them. and then prove them wrong silently.

✧ closing thoughts from mindy ♡

being a “pretty girl with a dark past” doesn’t mean being toxic. it means being resilient. it means knowing that the world won’t always protect you, so you have to protect yourself. it’s softness with steel. sweetness with shadows. the glowettee girl who knows how to cry in mascara… and then ruin your life with a smile. (i love you angels <3)

alison dilaurentis was the kind of girl everyone feared, because she made you look at your own reflection a little too closely. and maybe that’s what we need more of: girls who hold up mirrors, girls who say no, girls who come back stronger than when they left.

you don’t have to be perfect. you just have to be unforgettable. and ali? she never let anyone forget her.

— mindy ♡

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Love her