Samm has left. I don't think I will handle the end of next summer well.
Dammit, high school and high school friends and the town you grow up in, why you gotta be so fleeting?

At least there are some memories captured in pictures. And then there's a few in my head, but who knows how long those will last.

You need a good spanking to cheer you up.

Samm looks like she is plotting something.

Something evil.