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Guess how old I am in this picture? I'll tell you later, but let me explain a little about it. On this picture are my cousin and I. We used to be extremely close. Now we aren't anymore - I guess our relationship was a victim of circumstances, if you want to call it that.
Anyways. We used to meet up frequently and take pictures and do - frankly - pretty stupid things. All of them under the nose of our parents without them realising the extent of our mischief. It was great as far as coining my early youth goes. 
I was 14 years old in this picture. There are looooooaads of old pictures of me in teenage rebellion phase and this is one of them. I'm probably going to upload more as I go. And I have a bunch of stories to tell. :)

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