I found some old photos

from when I was 18 and I can't believe I used to look so beautiful. You really don't know you have it until some day down the line, it slips out of your hands without you even noticing. Then next thing you know you're looking in the mirror and you're 26 and saggy and no man wants to crack your washed up punani. It's making me a bit teary eyed and I haven't cried since Whitney died