Fragments of Me

the girl behind the chaos

Hii, I’m Leonor — but you can call me Lyy. 💕

I'm 14 and I live in Portugal — a small country, but very significant!

I made this blog so that girls like me can finally find a space where they feel understood. I want someone to stumble upon this page and think, "wait… omg, me too!" I’ve always wished for a place where I felt represented — a safe space where I didn’t feel ashamed of who I am, and where I could hear the stories of other girls going through similar things. That’s what this space is for.

I’m into a lot of things — seriously, almost every music genre, fashion vibe, and aesthetic out there. One day I’m blasting Hole, Jack Off Jill, Kittie, Courtney Love, and feeling like a crying, screaming girl with smudged mascara, still somehow looking hot — just because I woke up in a weird mood and someone annoyed me without doing anything. The next day, I’m lying in my room crying to Lana Del Rey, Hole again, and Adele, wondering why I’m so aggressive and dramatic.

Other days, I become a full-on 2010 fangirl — Katy Perry, Lady Gaga, One Direction, Harry Styles — all on repeat. If I’m in a chill-but-still-depressed mood, it’s Deftones. Then I throw Nirvana, Billie Eilish, Rammstein, Queen, Limp Bizkit, David Bowie, and Frank Sinatra all into one wild playlist.

I’m the type of girl who has a million playlists and still feels like she can’t find the perfect song in the moment.

See that little playlist floating in the corner? That’s my ‘thrift store’ playlist. It's a messy, beautiful mix — like 10% of what it feels like to have my music taste. Every song is something I’ve liked on Spotify. You probably won’t hear the same artist twice. It’s chaotic on purpose. ✨

Enjoying almost everything about everything used to make me feel like I didn’t have a personality and I just based mine on others. It was hard for me to have a straight opinion about something.

Sometimes I feel like I’m made of pieces that don’t even match. Like, how can I be soft and dramatic one second and then angry and cold the next? It’s weird. But I’m starting to accept it. I’m not “too much” — I’m just layered. Complicated. Not everyone gets it, and that’s okay.

I overthink literally everything. But at the same time I don't think before my actions. The way I said “hi” to someone I like - planned it for three days just to forget it the second it was happening. Turned what was supposed to sound natural and kind to awkward and cold.

Who else hates but loves the same things?

Gossip? Love to hear it from others but hates whenever people are talking bad about you. It feels wrong but it's so entertaining sometimes.

Social media? It's a great way to connect with other people, see inspirations for just about everything and stay entertained. It's also a great way to drain your soul, make you insecure about things you didn't know it was possible, and take away your motivation for your other hobbies.

What about summer? I hate summer. It's too hot, too many bugs and mosquitoes, always too many people at the same place, crowding everything, headaches and climate stress. These are good reasons to hate summer, right? But what about the feeling of enjoying a good cold drink in warm weather? Watching the sunset after having a exhausting day at the beach. Those spanish songs that somehow hit harder in summer. No school. Vacations. The summer nights where everything just felt perfect. Listening to your favourtie songs while writing a fanfic about one of your favourtie singers or fictional characters. I guess I kind of like it too.

In this little page, I've written more about myself than most of my friends even know.

I hope there's someone reading this and, maybe, feeling the same. Maybe — just maybe — this little corner of the internet will make you feel entertained, represented and welcome as much as I want it to.