So by this time next week, I should have a new non-sh!tty laptop. So I'm going through all my pictures to copy them to an external hard-drive and...I'm getting all sentimental.
No, I'm not talking about pictures from the beach or anything like that. All my actual pictures that, like, I took are remaining untouched for the transfer. It's everything else that I'm deciding to go through to delete since I really don't have the same tastes as I did when I got this computer.
I have a fnck-ton of pictures.
And anyway, as I'm going through certain things (like 2000 My Chemical Romance pictures, a bunch of amusing icons, people's drawings, ect.) I keep thinking "You know...I can't just delete it. I went to a lot of trouble to find this one the internet, and even though I'm not into it anymore...I don't know. I should give it to the less fortunate or something."
Yes. I realize that's extremely stupid but I can't control my feelings.
I can't imagine how I'm going to do when I finally get to things I've drawn and/or edited in the past.
"And THIS! This is from my emo stage when I was thirteen. God I was adorable and angsty. I can't possibly delete this, even though it's a piece of sh!t! I'll...email it to goodwill."
