On Tuesday, half the family left.
This is hard.
After school for three days I would rush straight there. We would camp for hours, hanging out. And then after go to center with the ones who were left and would discuss politics (Paris, the frenches ect.) ((super on top of world politics)) (((because now, I have people all over the world which I care about and their families)))
School, Airport, Center, Home,
Same pattern three days
My heart is still heavy
this kid, this damn Brazilian/Italian is family last one to leave one of the best |
there is this one panel of glass. We are there till the very end |
"its like I am walking to the electric chair" |
take care now you hear |
decided we will go the same time |
Oldies- the best people you will ever meet, they will teach you how to survive in the land where hell has actually frozen over, and they show you the love you know now |
my family |
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