Disposable past (at least for me)
Yesterday I was doing some clean-up at 3 am… and I found some old pictures from me in primery school… And a bunch of lost scissors… I also found a few of my old diaries... Yes, I admit it. I was the kind of girl who kept a diary (I still am). But I think my diary entries were kinda different. I loved to make collages... I even threw away two full bags of gargabe from all the things I had kept to make collages... I even threw the diaries. Never looked back. Thank gawd for the internet. I even found this from when I wanted to be a fashion designer. Oh, sweet childhood.