everyone is saying the tumblr girl is back but wha abt the one that never left? the one who is stuck in 2014 bc life has sucked ever since!!!!!!!!!!!
wearing: thrifted blue leather jacket, ripping 4 extra points, snow hat n black oversized sweater from aerie DONTJUDGEMETHEYMAKEGOODUNDIES, pleated mini skirt also thrifted
ova the knee socks from target,,, they have good deals n miu miu ballet flats, but the straps make them edgy not twee!
2014 was peak internet. sky released night time, my time the year before. u were finally old enough to fit in american apparel. cigarettes were a chic accessory. u only had fake relationships. besties were online mutuals bc everyone in high school was lame af. and the robbers music video wasn’t corny.
then 2017 came n ur mom deleted all of ur social media presence bc u were a thot posting bodysuit pictures n nipple piercings. to top it off, the nipple piercing picture was in fucking brandy melville with terrible yellow lighting bc american apparel was already dead.
obviii im talking abt myself. rip my online teenage years and rip american apparel. ill never shut up abt either!!!!!
the appeal behind tumblr was the fact that u didn’t have to make ur own content, u literally did not have to think. all u did was scroll n reblog. the Only real necessity: depression.
it was easy back then. nothing mattered besides a matching feed.
the stuck in love lily collins persona was easily replicated –– being a realist, not a hopeless romantic. there were dreams of leaving ur hometown, hopes of finding likeminded people. boy bands were boy bands with instruments. (the 1975, bad suns, the neighborhood, hell even the arctic monkeys) and girl musicians were alt-pop (hellooo true romance charli, pure heroin lorde, n electra heart marina) so u still felt / different /
it was teenage angst unleashed, something ill never have again