Eating egg rolls and other Market Day food at 2 in the morning with my cousin, who has turned into more of my best friend lately, is just what's needed.
Our lives suck. Honestly, they really really do, and when people screw us over, or don't care enough to be there for us, we're there for each other.
And it's nice.
In all of the things that make my
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