kevin just gave me a hand me down.

"oh, by the way," he says. he's folding laundry. "this is yours. you wear this now."

it's a t-shirt. not one i particularly care for, or one i even remember him wearing. but.. he used to fight me whenever i wore boy clothes. then i started pilfering his nerd shirts and dark grey jeans (i looked for my own pair but couldn't find a pair that looked just like his) ...

and now he's giving me the clothes he doesn't want

le sigh