2 thoughts on “05-08-89”

  1. On this day my first child was born, easily, in San Francisco. He is a beautiful, wonderful and complicated person that I had to eventually throw out of my house and life to save from drug addiction. At 27, he is finally maturing and coming into his own. I cherish every second of memories, especially those yet to come!

  2. I was born on this exact day in Manhattan. It’s amazing to see what people were doing while my mom was screaming at my dad for “what he did to her”.


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