being home is so strange bc it’s home but it also feels like i don’t fit in anymore. i know where the cups are and what’s in the junk drawer, but i’ve also changed so much that it also feels foreign. it is such a strange feeling x___x
also, i will never get over my moms gallery walls. these are all frames she’s got at goodwill and painted+aged. my favorite photo is the large center photo of my ngin ngin and yeh yeh (my dad’s parents) on their wedding day. closely followed by the 2nd photo in the top row of my bestefar and bestemor (my great grandparents on my moms side) bc they look so happy and playful
Jesscuh
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