until her, all i knew was love. a love that was uncertain, draining, difficult but yet it felt comforting, and true. so true that i didn't think of this one thing. that one thing is, her being my Dad's fiancé... and they have a child. shitty right?
Court Dress Worn by the Empress Meiji (Manteau de cour) / ca.1910 / Collection of the Kyoritsu Women’s University Museum (From The Elegant Other: Cross-cultural Encounters in Fashion and Art at the Yokohama Museum of Art) Photo curtosy of reddit.com