I have kept diaries- or journals, if you will, since i was 12. I've decided to take them out of their box and show them around. This will be an interesting journey for me - to see what I remember, to see what I don't, to see what I wish I could forget. It all began in 1983....
Friday, August 20, 2010
August 2nd/86
D is mad at me because I wouldn’t go all the way over to the mall, waste 70 cents for the trip so she could try on a stupid pair of shoes.
I’m surprised though, she went by herself. What a rebel. What an asshole.
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