Clint and I were talking about some old memories, and he mentioned how he wanted to find a few pictures of us. I was thinking the same thing, until I remembered that I left all my photoes at Nicks house when I joined the Air Force. Last I heard, Aubree and Nick took them all out and burned them.
Those were pics of me in elementary school. Pics of my family on vacations. Pics of me and my best friends going camping, or just hanging out together. Pics of highschool girlfriends. Pics of friends that I might never see again.
In other words, they are pictures that are in no way replacable and in all means were very important to me.
Pictures I’ll never see again.
I don’t think I’ll ever forgive the two responsible for the erasure of some of my past.