I have been writing in a journal on an almost-daily basis since I was 17 years old. This is a record of me going through each entry from the beginning, and commenting on the me from fifteen years ago.

 

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The best birthday I’ve ever had and it wasn’t even mine. I can’t wait for my own. Still thinking about it gives me the shivers. And the new magic number is three.

 

We all found out we were in the clear and it was my girlfriend’s birthday. Naturally we celebrated by having sex until sunrise.