Haven’t written in a while. It’s so late into spring but it’s still only 35 degrees. I just don’t get it. I want summer!
I’m such a fucking bitch but I’m coming to realize it’s not such a bad thing because I’ll never get walked on. I still wish I had friends who loved me individually, like Celeste. She’s the only thing holding everyone together, because people like her.
I for sure don’t believe in all that christianity stuff anymore. Religion calms our creature fear that one day all our pleasures will cease.
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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