Fuck. This isn’t as easy as I thought it would be.
Tonight we laid on Celeste’s couch and listened to music and it was awesome. We actually felt like high off of it. I’m so happy when he’s around.
I can’t believe he’s moving away. Fuck my life.
October 15, 2010
Published by uuggla
Born in 1996 Over the coming months, I'll be publishing several journal entries a day in chronological order. I began journaling in 2007, when I was eleven years old. Even then I wrote as though I were archiving my life, collecting details about my world. As I grew older, journaling became more of a description of my emotional world. I am an aspiring creative nonfiction writer who is producing very little since graduating college this Spring. But with this unusually thorough account of my entire adolescence, I feel as though I have been given a gift that has been under my nose this whole time. This is a practice in forgiveness and vulnerability. It is also a way to laugh at myself. View all posts by uuggla
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