Cookout at the parents house, with their friends.
Two+ bottles of wine and a shot of Jack.
Walking with my brother and his girlfriend in the dark, in the rain, with the express purpose of jumping in puddles and getting soaked. The absolute best part of the night.
Trying to make sense of ignorance.
Hoping for deep friendships that stand the test of time, forever.
Secretly shedding tears, realizing that finding a job is eminent and the time of spending every day with Baby Girl is coming to an end.
Another Saturday night.
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