It’s my last night in this apartment that I’ve lived in for the past year. As I’m sitting here in my empty room I’m just thinking about every single good and bad time in this place, how many parties, how many drunken nights, how many completely ripped nights, meeting new people, cuddles, fights, pranks and just dumb shit we’ve done here. Crazy how many people came in and out of this place. And it’s only been a year? I’m gonna secretly miss it here. But on the other hand, I’m excited to start fresh with a fresh slate and now know what not to do. Rip hughmanda.