By skyforbes 
…again
Last week, I was a minimalist.
The week before that, I was in my “clean girl” era. With matcha, slick bun, and soft beige everything.
Before that? Cottage-core. I baked banana bread once and suddenly convinced myself I needed to live on a farm and name my future goat “Fern.” (very original, Ik, thank you)
The internet doesn’t just influence me. It possesses me.
One aesthetic video? I’m cleaning my entire room at 2 AM.
One productivity vlog? I’m ordering planners I’ll never use.
One random girl journaling on a beach in Bali? I’m questioning all my life choices.
I’m the kind of person who opens a fresh notebook for bullet journaling and suddenly convinces myself I’ll become the Pinterest queen of planners, only to abandon it halfway through February.
Or I’ll finish reading one book and decide it’s time to start a book review account (which I did, btw), complete with aesthetic photos and thoughtful critiques , even though my TBR pile is taller than I am and mostly untouched.
Oh, and let’s not forget when I got obsessed with design. I created an Instagram page to showcase my “creative journey,” posted exactly three…