CJM

Seriously missing home the last few days. I miss the sound of tractors and gunshots at unholy hours of the morning. I miss walking into a room where a full on WWF match has taken over the living room, but most of all I miss Cory. I hate that after watching an awesome IQ lowering movie I want to text him to tell him to watch it (ninety nine percent of the time he already had) and realizing I won't get a response. I missed getting my birthday phone call. I missed waiting for Cory to come open our stockings with us on Christmas morning. I miss running around in Walmart at midnight shooting each other with pretend guns. I miss him so much. This is the worst.