novembre ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- number two i wish i could change the font for this page. i don't know how. being in ventura, away from oakland: out of the frying pan and into the fire. my dad likes to pick fights and my mom likes to avert them. both drink too much. dad has red splotches from broken blood vessels webbing his nose and cheeks. i miss my heathers. in the past year, i've gotten to know three amazing people, all named heather. heather lynn, heathre lonestar, heather jewett. it's my fault for not keeping in contact with these and other heart friends. ventura sapped my words and now all i do is swim and read. i miss you. 10:18 am - 6.29.2000 ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- |
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