This is a peek into my not-so-perfect, pastel-tinted, slightly cursed little world.
It’s a journal of mismatched moods — soft sweaters and sharp eyeliner, glitter tears and awkward chaos.
Some days I feel like a sad poem with platform boots. Other days I feel like a my favorite glistening gemstone I keep in my pocket for good luck. What will this pastel goth talk about next? Read the journal into her bright, and sometimes misfortunate world.
Welcome to My Pastel Goth Life —
where heartbreak comes in bubblegum pink,
and every spell is cast with a sigh, a smile, and a smudge of lipstick.

Read on. It gets weirder (and cuter)
xoxo