My mom keeps sending my boxes full of my old stuff. It makes me tired, trying to remember my life around some of the artifacts I've received.

I've thrown away a lot of it. It's just not really relevant to my life anymore, and I'm never going to be famous or important, so its not like kiddie crap will be valuable to anyone.

I took so many fucking selfies, its not even funny. And this is before we had cell phone cameras. I had to get developed from the lab

According to @mawr I was hot?

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@mawr I really wish i could believe that. it hurts not believing it. I hate my brain for being stupid and stubborn

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