past-me would not believe a word that present-me said. i was your typical awkward, angsty 13 year old. i had zero self esteem, no friends, and i pretty much hated everything. i pretty much figured i was going to be an ugly little waste of space for the rest of my life. i don't know if i had any plans back then, probably nothing important. i never would have imagined that i would have had artwork up in galleries or done or seen any of the crazy things that i've done by now. i never thought that i could be successful at anything. the only sad thing i guess is that i had been secretly hoping at that time that i would find a guy to date by the time i reached this age that was smart, funny, and cool but that just hasn't happened yet. i hope future-me finds him.