i hate airports. nothing good happens when you go there. there’s always somethimg wromg. it’s either you loose your bag, the cr’s suck or you have to say good bye to people you care about. airports do not send out positive vibes. they break my heart and i hate it when that happens. but it happens all the time.
i didn’t cry when i brought the castros to the port. i was laughing actually. i unno. don’t even ask why. but i guess, it’s easy for me to say good bye to these kind of people. family. i know they’ll be there. i know they’ll come back. not much to even miss, actually if i had to be completely honest but y eah, i will miss those kids.
i miss you, castro