Home sweet Home.

I thought Absence makes the heart grow fonder. We started our reunion by arguing, bickering, and scolding.

But thats what defines our family. We're just a bunch of arguing, bickering, scolding, and loving people.

It would be wierd if they gave me hugs and kisses instead of shouts and angry phone calls.

But in the end, we sit together laughing at the things we fight over.

***
10,000 mother fuckers

In the arms of a city
that holds no trace for,
the face or,
space for you and me.
So go make your life,
not a living.
Singing glory,
Glory,
Hallelujah.