When you’ve had way too much caffeine and there’s no Wi-Fi for your late-night movie session… đź«
Dug this up from the crypt of my 2010–2013 OOTDs. 🥹
I miss this version of me: a 26-year-old freelancer who already knew who he was. Worked mostly to thrift clothes, a skinny legend, deep into J-pop, owning fewer than 10 pairs of shoes, never caught with black hair, drawn to desaturated images.
Glad you trusted your instincts and chased adventure. :)
