#brofus

Sadly, it's coming to an end. I have class first thing tomorrow morning and I'm already dreading it. I like school, really, I do. Things just feel different heading back. Maybe it was all the time away. Maybe I just don't want to go back without you.

I liked having you around. Waking up next to you and being able to fall asleep in your arms is what I live for. Going to Walmart for no reason and driving to Destin at 10pm just to walk the beach reminds me that we can do anything and have a good time. I'm tired of being away from you.

We still don't know when Trev's getting out of the hospital. He's been in there since Thursday. [Thursday was a day from fucking hell..] I want my little brofus to get better. He doesn't deserve to spend his spring break stuck inside the hospital. Then again, he did get to meet Rodney Atkins, because he came to sing to the children at the hospital. He gave my bro & I signed pictures and teddy bears. So it's not all bad, right? Hopefully he'll get out soon. Last night the IV snapped in half in his arm so they had to put another IV in. The nurse kept messing up, so she had to call another nurse in to do it. By that time, my brother's poor arms were black and blue from all the poking. Finally, it was over and done with. He may be a pain in my ass, but I don't want my brofus to ever have to be in pain. He was being a pretty brave kid. I love you, brofus.

Spring Break 2012 has been one that I can't define with a good or bad. For the most part, I enjoyed my Spring Break. Laying around, being with you, getting away from Mobile, and the warm weather are all nice changes. You leaving, my brother getting put into the hospital and the loneliness that has kicked in since you left sucks.