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Remembering Past Aggravations
Wish I had written these down before today (Saturday). Something about Spoon coming to visit and bringing all his friends with him....and he kept leaving me, saying "I'll be right back" and hanging out with them all night. I remember him telling me that in my bedroom (we were at my parents' house), ‘cause we were going to have sex. I fell asleep waiting for him and woke up the next morning to find him and all of his friends passed out drunk in lawn chairs, the backyard littered with beer cans. I had another dream where I lived in a house I didn't recognize. It was night and I was pregnant and there was something wrong with the pregnancy. I was crying and the man I lived with, don't know who he was, was holding me. A girl, a good friend, came over and I was telling her everything.
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