I started a life of crime in pre-school/play school (Whatever you want to call it) when I brought home an awesome painting of a tree that I didn't do. I got high praise for it, and have felt guilty about it all my life since my mum still has it framed in her room.
I don't believe I've ever done much wrong since then. Spare being generally deceiving to hide my falls and secret side.
And for having pictures like this on my hard drive. -_-
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Kept under the memes folder, in a hiden & acer bio encrypted sub folder titled Aids. Some things, just have to be archived no matter how terrible.