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It's times like this I wish I could talk to my sister...
I mean, I could talk to Annie. Maybe I could even hear her, or at least hear what she might have said. But it's not the same. By times ...
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In some ways, I can really relate to Tara's multiple personalities. Drunk me is totally different than sober me. But. I am still in cont...
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In 1974, my stepfather was pulled over for running a red light in LA. We lived in Lake Isabella and went into LA once a week to do laundry, ...
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