this was me a decade ago.
d e c a d e.
i was an 18 year old nymphet.
i don’t like how “decade” sounds so linked to “decay”.
that side of my old room is now getting slowly eaten by black mold. and the window can’t be opened because it’s so damaged by time it’ll fall out of it’s frame if it’s opened. i’m soon to go back to empty that room entirely so it can all be fixed.
i will love this photo forever, & i am so glad i did take so many photos of myself back then despite all i was going through internally at that time in my life. ~ i tried to make beauty come from pain. i tried to feel beautiful even though i felt so terrible.
never feel bad for taking selfies. ever.
you will be so thankful for them someday, & those who love you certainly will be too.this reminds me of the virgin suicides