I just spent my first night back home at my parent's and already the walls are suffocating me. I realize that I sound overly dramatic but allow me to explain something to everyone but Evan. My room, like many in my house is a graveyard. It is a dumpsite for everything that someone in my family loved too much to throw away but not enough to keep.
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