dark at 5pm on a night with no plans: every passing minute is a reminder of endless nothingness, existence is a prison
dark at 5pm & on the way to an evening plan: look how the city lights dance for me, who knows what wonders await, the night is young!
chalamet went from being this androgynous figure with a sensitive aura to now look like a suburban mobster's son wannabe who dates reality tv celebrity and watches stupid basketball games. what a deception.
does anyone have any theories as to how light wash jeans became an evening jean? past 6pm especially in the colder months you would rarely see lighter than an indigo