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I love waking up to my baby brother's hug and smile in the mornings, even though he knows how cranky I get when someone disturbs my sleep. I love that he lets me treat him like a two year-old even though he made me swear never to do that in public. I love Sunday dinners with my family, especially when my dad cooks. I love pigging-out with my bestfriend and the good laughs in between. Always. I love the company of my closest friends... broke, drunk, or otherwise. I love talking, really talking, with my younger sister and brothers. I love that they always have my back, no matter how many times we have already tried to kill each other. I love looking at the sky, just waitin