We keep shit ass diaries, where we write our most personal thoughts. And when we find these diaries 10 years later, we laugh at how stupid and dramatic we were. Thank god we've changed since then. Here are the diaries from ourselves, creepy strangers, our friends, families, coworkers, and That Guy.

Tuesday, January 24, 2006

Double True


Dear diary,

I DO have all the bomb frostings. I got a baker's dozen, bitches.

Word,
Magnolia Bakery

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