Well...

I still think the same as I did in my last post.


But, I don't necessarily, feel the same way.


I just want to be wrapped up in his clothes and wrapped up in him.


I love my brother.


I'm going to miss him a lot.


Today was a sad morning because I heard his music in his room and I knew that would be gone for the next 2 years, and even after. Because when he comes back, I'll be moved out, and he'll be moving on.


This is the end of our childhood together, and I'm so saddened by that though.