I love how I look in these photos taken 2015 when I was still a newbie here in USA. I know I miss Mamang and my life back in PH at this phase yet I looked youthful. Eight years later, I feel that I have aged 80 years already. I cherish the old Mitzi, the one that is not permanently broken and traumatized.
Young. Free. Happy.
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