"I hardly knew our visitors. And so, in my leftover-from-the-night-before drunken state of mind, I read an excerpt aloud from one of my many diaries. BAM. Friendship."
Wednesday, February 16, 2011
Hello Virtual World. Welcome to my Past.
"I do not keep a diary. Never have. To write a diary every day is like returning to one's own vomit."
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