my sibs
I have been thinking long and hard about what to say about my sibs. Its a hard thing for me to define, why I love them so much.
To be honest growing up with four bros was hard at times. But I have fond memories of each of them.
It is an easy thing to do, to hold onto an angry past, but it is a far better thing to do to move past it.
I can recall many times my brothers made sure to include me, and I treasure those memories.
So here is to my bros, some of the sweetest dorks around.
Derringer Meryl [word up] out
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