Last night, or rather, this morning around 2:00, I had to say goodbye to someone who has been an amazing friend for the past 1.5 years. I know I’ve written this before, but I HATE GOODBYES. I know I’ll see him again, but it’s still no fun.
As a Vintage family, we all chipped in and got a pretty sweet leather journal and each wrote something in it for him. It was pretty hott.
I feel like an old person. I don’t like all this change.