when i reread my blogposts, i realize how much my mind is working when i see and post pictures. i truly feel that i have a strong passion not just for fashion, but also for design, architecture, etc. but then i also realized two other things:
1. i only update when i have a shitload of academic work to do and am pulling all nighters.
2. i'm an emo child. every time there's text on this blog, it's super depressing.
the second one gets to me. i've been writing things like, "i'm digging myself into a bigger shithole. i need to get out, free my mind, and live free." it's been almost a year and i still feel the exact same way. this is telling me something.
