I spent the last two nights going through my old entries, reading each one and slowing seeing how I've changed. It is a rare individual who has documented their emotional growth through high school, and I mean to keep it up. I want to go back and hug myself, tell me that you need to shut the hell up and stop being trampled over. Somehow, I didn't
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Happy New Year, dear!
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