I don't like feeling sad especially about this place. The place I grew up. Seeing it in this state really fucking hurts. Knowing what happened right before she moved makes me angry. Not knowing if her family is the ones who ransacked this little building or if it was the new owners makes me confused. I'm just all in my feels all over the place with this house and the disarray it's currently in. But that's not her house anymore and I just have to keep saying that and hope it sticks in my brain. Because I'm really struggling with this new era she's in.















