Ashlee

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I’ve done this before, walked past someone I knew, pretending to be engaged in a focal point to the right or left of his or her face, bracing myself for the moment the person says my name, deflated when he or she doesn’t. It’s both a paralysis of indecision and a deep insecurity that my face is not recognizable enough to be differentiated from other humans.
You All Grow Up and Leave Me: A Memoir of Teenage Obsession
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