December: the end of 2025. A year that words cannot express the meaning. Graduating PT school, floating the grand, a scared boy moving to Montana, time with friends and now missing friends. It was a better year.
If it’s not a fuck yes it’s a fuck no. Ilyamilli
October: fighting off snow, lots of mud, blowing all my suspension at the same time, Canada trips, lil sis in MT, sore neck from dancing, no friends to tag :(
July: last bit of funemployment, equal amounts of pool, biking and driving. Happy tears to sad tears.
Moved hundreds of miles away from my favorite people this month but what a month I had with them. Gimme a bark?
