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September 15, 2009 | 2:03 a.m.
September 15, 2009 | 2:03 a.m.
It is unfortunate, but I am so tired of remembering all this. Except I can't bring myself to destroy the evidence. I know that, in the end, I will want to have these moments that I collected. In spite of myself.
It makes me sad; how I was. Because its a lot like how I still am. But with more opportunity.
One good thing - I have a beautiful little boy. My boy, my son. How strange... and yet, how very very true and comfortable. Love him.
I'm sorry, Emily. For messing this up.
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