I like the calculus and trade-in part. haha.
I can’t remember a time when I didn’t like boys. When I was in kindergarten, I had five “boyfriends.” I didn’t know what I was supposed to do with them; I just wanted them. I don’t even remember their names. I just remember the number. Five. I had five boyfriends.
I was extremely proud of this fact.
My mom found a diary entry from this time period and read it over the phone to me. It went something like this:
“I have five boys but Lee is my favorite to smack.”
By “smack” I meant “kiss,” because I guess I really liked onomatopoeia.
I actually don’t know how she found this entry, because I remember obsessively ripping pages out of my diaries and depositing them directly in the city trash bins, because I have younger sisters.
I do remember Lee (whose name I am not changing, because why), a little…
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