HEY...I look good in cutoffs!

I found a bunch of pictures ranging from 8th grade to the present. I then promptly found a photo book to put them all in!!! what are the odds.

It was scary as I put all the photos in the book though because all I wanted was someone next to me so i could go “oh look! this one is me from the play ground in grade school”.  Then I got a flash of myself at sixty torturing grand children. Then I thought Fuck em. I’ll be sixty and way more interesting than them. They should feel honored to hear me ramble on about how much i loved that fucking backpack.

bitches.