I pulled up to my house, while passing my mom’s place I started to tear up and cry. I drove up to my house to see a package on my door step. It is a goodie bag from my girl. A dress and two shirts and some stuff I left at her house. I love the clothes and it stopped my tears! Gosh I miss everyone and it’s only been a few days.. this def brightened my day up a little though. I’m forcing myself not to cry and be strong. I don’t want to be weak. Just gotta keep busy.


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