"there's so much history in my head - the people i've left, the ones that i've kept"

- troye sivan

just. me organizing my thoughts and trying to get used to the idea i guess

that's it. 

my world has changed, 
shifted so fully in one day. 

my aunt, Mel, who i'll refer to as AM, 
is coming to live with us, 
and my remaining sister is shipping out in two days
and so many of my relatives have left the country. 

so many people, 
gone in such a short amount of time. 

i know why some of them are leaving, 
but it's still hard to register - 
they are family, 
flesh and blood akin to me. 

it will be an adjustment, 
and i will miss them. 

The End

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