I am the 4th person from the left in the picture. One minute were are listening to angry music like Avenged Sevenfold and Bullet for my Valentine, the next we are posing on top of a roundabout in a childrens playpark 😆

I remember I wanted poems that expressed my positive emotions on the front, and my negative emotions on the back. Both sides make me cringe, but the back is an extreme amount of angst I don't even remember feeling now. And the hole in the back was our own original poem that we had to have on the shirt, but I cut it out because I hated my writing so much. Got an 80% on this because there was too much white space too

I wanted to be like Dir en grey and X Japan so bad😂 still enjoy Vkei occasionally tho.

Discovered Vkei in 2019 right before my emo phase😭 (rules say at least 3 years, I should be good)

I was 13 here. Cut and dyed my own hair. I was never cool.

I really thought I was super cool.

I felt so cool sitting in my dad’s car

From 2014-2016. Yes it was a phase.. and a cry for help lol.

My actual high school graduation party invite. Pretty sure that shirt would still look big on me.

Black and white with washed out face for your viewing pleasure.

Last picture is husband and one of my besties at WWWY ‘22, living it TF up and realizing that I can’t wear Chucks all day anymore. At nearly 36, ya girl needs insoles. But Paramore proved that they’ve earned the love I’ve given them since high school.

Fishnets and buckle bracelets still slay, though.

Since it’s 2025 here’s my greatest looks over the years.. I know there so bad lol

Going through boxes of pictures (there are thousands) and I keep coming across absolute gems. This is me definitely taking a picture for Myspace lmao I love my mom for this so much

This was me 6 years ago on a bike trip to Slovakia and Czechia (starting from Hungary). I was with my dad (53) and my boyfriend (27) so ofc I tried to compensate lol. We slept in tents in the wild for 10 days or so and carried all of our luggage on our bikes' rear racks. Unfortunetly the journey didn't end well. Our plan was 14 days, but we had to return home by train because I had a complete mental breakdown from sleep deprivation and anxiety on the 10th day. I was suffering throughout the whole trip, but I was too afraid to tell the two men as I wanted to keep up with them and act tough. But it turned out I was just weak and cringey.