someone posted a pic of themselves from when they were a teenager and i realized that i don’t really have any. i had a few selfies on photobucket but i’ve changed my email address several times since then and don’t remember which i used for it. so i guess those are gone forever.
then i made the mistake of going to myspace to see if i had any from before college still on there and i got sucked into reading old messages that always leads into all the sad break-up messages from freshman year of college. a part of me wants to delete it but a part of me thinks of myself in twenty years wanting to look back at it for a laugh or just to reminisce. then again, maybe i just hate myself and subconsciously keep it around to remind myself that i broke someone’s heart once. it was my first and it was messy. but i could also look at it like, i was brave enough to end an unhealthy relationship. i think that’s the real reason. sometimes i need to remind myself that i’ve actually done something for myself.
so anyway, here’s a classic:
and a group shot:
coincidentally, the people in the photos are the only people i still talk to/occasionally see from high school