I hope we'll all be there when the stars finally align.
"Missing" isn't the right word. The right words are longing for.
A house once filled with laughter and happiness... how did everything change in just a minute?
Fuck getting older. All I've ever cared about is us.
I must have told my brothers a million times, "I can't wait to turn eighteen." But somehow, I ended up here, wondering where all that time went.
A winter camp I'll never forget.