I got this book as a birthday gift a couple of years ago which turned out to be just a couple days after she died. The whole thing made me so sad I couldn't bear to look at the book until now. I don't know what to tell you. There's enough good stuff in here for a nice magazine article. The rest is endless cringe-tastic teenage diary not to mention some icky stuff about being a young female actress. If her mom wasn't famous it probably would have been worse. Reading those diary entries made me vow to find and burn any cringey diary stuff I might still have if I haven't burned it already.
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