These aren't secrets, but I haven't told anyone either.
I may sound bipolar but I mostly just write about really great things or really bad things. Extremes, right?
I promise my feelings are continuous over the real emotions.

Friday, December 27, 2013

I want to go home

I really want to go back to my bed and my space heater, and I want to go to the ceramics studio and build things and I want to go to the library to study for my tests and I want to see my best friend instead of being back home where every streetcorner threatens an existential crisis. I want my firefans. I want my gross fridge and moldy microwave. I want to be alone there.
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