Oh, in his email, Roger said that his daughter, who's my age, has been married three times and has four children, all by different men. Holy shit! I thought I was a mess! One divorce? That's nuthin'! I only met her once, when we were 13, and I remember not feeling too fond of her. I think we washed up together and she made fun of my precocious amount of pubic hair. Or did we use the bathroom at the same time or ... well, I don't remember. It wasn't my intention to grow my pubes so early, shit. Then when I was 18 or so, I saw a picture of her and she was really fucking beautiful. I mean, gorgeous. She was a cheerleader. It surprises me that her life has been so disappointing, and I'm sad for her. Makes me grateful for my opportunities.
posted by Newpeep, N.D. (neurotic depressive) @ 9:32 PM
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