LIFE / Black Time

what doesnt kill you will only make you stronger - they say. i tell this to myself 10 times whenever  i feel petty day to day sufferings . in this case, wearing black layers against the sun. a self induced suffering i may say since the aesthetic outweighs the concerns . but wearing nice clothes became more fun with my man. Before , going out with friends triggers that "dressing up" excitatory behavior but with my man , it feels 10x more. we share clothes, we style each other, and we walk together like one. i styled Larrend's outfit , a product of my self frustration of being non waif thin and short. i felt a pang of jealousy when i saw  that clothes look better on him as he has an effortless body canvas. But with me it's a different story.