My childhood best friend just found me on Facebook. She told
me she was just diagnosed with MS.
When we were young she was the pretty, blonde one with the bigger boobs
which meant that she was out every weekend night with a different boy while
I sat home cultivating my low self-esteem. On a "lucky" night I'd get
her leftovers that were often much older and had difficulties with the
word "no." Now she has two young kids from two different
dads, a disability check and a trailer. Who has the bigger
I honestly don't know why I keep writing to you about these
sorts of things. You never write back.
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Read xTx's story "Jonah Questions."
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