colouredlines
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I've been going through the archive.org of her first, long-deleted blog. It's crazy - I'll put up screenshots when this current Twitter madness dies down a bit. Starts the blog in March '12, is pretending to be a local celebrity with strangers shaking her hand in the supermarket literally 2 months later...
This stood out, from the early entries:
People struggle to believe that I am ‘poor’, because I have nice curtains. I see the judgement, the eye cast over the piano in the corner (given to me by an elderly woman, if you must know) and the slightly posh accent (Grammar school education, blame my parents.) People struggle to believe I’m poor because I have ‘things’. Most of my ‘things’ were found, cobbled, or are remnants of a past life that haven’t yet been sold.
Even as far back as 2012, everything nice was #gifted.
This stood out, from the early entries:
People struggle to believe that I am ‘poor’, because I have nice curtains. I see the judgement, the eye cast over the piano in the corner (given to me by an elderly woman, if you must know) and the slightly posh accent (Grammar school education, blame my parents.) People struggle to believe I’m poor because I have ‘things’. Most of my ‘things’ were found, cobbled, or are remnants of a past life that haven’t yet been sold.
Even as far back as 2012, everything nice was #gifted.