It always starts with a photo. Two people leaving a restaurant not too close, not too far. Someone’s wearing a cap low enough to say “privacy please”, and yet the flash still finds them. Suddenly, timelines ignite, comments multiply, and…
You probably think your clothes are just… clothes. Fabric, colour, weather decisions. But every outfit you reach for every time you say “ugh, nothing to wear” you’re actually revealing a part of yourself that doesn’t always get a microphone. Style…
You can tell who a person is by looking at their dorm room.Not in a creepy way just the small things. The way their blanket’s half-tucked. The photos taped unevenly to the wall. The mug that’s been washed a hundred…