Rear-view. (Patreon)

Photos can be really weird sometimes. And not just the content, but the memories behind them. For example, it’s really weird that I took these photos with people who used to be part of my daily thoughts, my daily routine. But now, I hardly think of them at all. Not in a mean way I guess, just that they’ve been far in my rear-view for a long time now. Without elaborating too much on my personal trials and woes, it has truly been for the best. The slightest feeling of anguish that returns to me when I come across these old sets is a reminder of that. I hope one day some photos can just be photos — instead of memories.

btw - those are ruffled undies, not my vajayjay lol