My Jeans

I have Had my jeans for what seems forever. They are ripped and torn with holes in the knees. I don't fit them any more but sometimes i wish i could. I still have them because they bring back good memories from way back in the past. They where dark blue when i was little now they are light greyish blue. I stoor it in the forth draw at the bottem. My Jeans have lotes of friends.