to june, from hannah

no reason.
just you.

the face that ruins every nice photo

You didn’t graduate, get married, or survive anything. I just like you. Sisters are allowed.

keep going, there’s more ↓

exhibits A through C

(evidence of a shared childhood)

tap a photo — i wrote on the backs

the dog got to it first. you cried for ten minutes, then laughed so hard you fell off your chair.

best birthday on record. fight me.

forty minutes, then the sideways rain. we slept in the car and you said — same time next year?

we went back. obviously.

you blamed the snoring on biscuit for YEARS. june. i have audio evidence.

he misses you. so do i.

remember this??? ——> you cried laughing for a WEEK

i kept every receipt. obviously.

JUNE’S GENERAL STORE

receipts of you being great

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drove 4 hrs when ben dumped mex1

covered for me, mum’s vase, 2007x1

birthday texts at 00:00 exactlyx29

lasagnes, unannounced, perfectx12

told me the haircut was bad (it was)x1

laughs at my jokes. even the bad ones∞

TOTAL OWED:priceless

(payment accepted in biscuits)

*** NO REFUNDS ON SISTERS ***

paid in full

classified · sisters only

scratch the red bit. like a lottery ticket.

it was me. i broke it. you took the blame and the two-week grounding and never said a word. nineteen years of nothing.

the only confession in existence. eat after reading.

p.s.

everyone should be so lucky as to share a bunk bed with their best friend for ten years.

love you, idiot. — han x

scrapbook no. 1 · handle with care

a scrapbook for no reason at all

open me, idiot