I miss the old me. There was a time where I felt so young and carefree, I think it was around year 10-11. I wasn’t as self-conscious, I would never have even dreamed of telling myself the things I do these days, I was just generally happy. I was wild. I really was enjoying life. I just miss that. I feel like I was so much better looking as well looking back on old photo’s. As much as I miss those times, I guess overall, I am still me, I wish I just wasn’t so negative about myself.
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