sometimes it’s like. you grow up in a big family with a million cousins and more than one sibling and ten neighborhood kids on the block and your siblings spent their summers wading in the creek and starting fires on the sidewalk with magnifying glasses and riding their bikes to the grocery store to get popsicles and you spent your summers playing alone in your room because no one liked you, not even your siblings. and when you’re 26 and it gets hot out and everyone’s posting their lake adventures and nights out at the bars and international vacations you still feel like that kid alone on their bedroom floor










