It's funny how sometimes I can be surrounded by people--truly great people, whom I really have come to love--and yet at the same time feel utterly, completely lonely because the only people I really want to see in that moment are my family.
When it hits, it hits hard.
Many people will come into my life, some will leave, some will stay--but my family will simply always be constant, and they're what matters most. They're the best. And that's why my wall is plastered with these photos.