Today was a snow day! I walked all the way to Daniel’s house and we made tea and snuggled and stuff. It was pretty cute.
Yeah so I’m getting white in my hair. And layers. It’s gonna be HOT! And I’m GOING. TO. GET. A. MONROE. No matter what. Ugh I don’t really care what my mother said. And when I turn 18 it’s tattoos galore!!!!
I want a stag on my chest with antlers stretching up onto my shoulders. And a big dream catcher on my hip with feathers down my thigh! And this [infinity sign drawn over a heart] somewhere on my body.
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.
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