Coming back to my house after living at my dorm for college is really hard for me. I don’t feel at home here anymore, because I never really did in the first place. I just want to take a moment to say how happy I am to have been able to go to the college I’m attending and to have the friends that I have there. They’ve become my real family. We all practically live together. We fight, we kiss, we laugh, we cry, and no matter what, we’re always together. I’ve had more fun in the past few months with them, than I have ever had, simply because for the first time, I genuinely felt at home. I really love and miss all of them and I can’t wait to go back to my home away from home.
This makes me feel better because I’ve been feeling the exact same way, especially, like we’ve said, these last few days. I know it’s good to have a break (what family can handle being apart nonstop), but I think I’m ready to go home. I’m glad that through it all we all still love eachother. Yes, maybe the beginning was easy because we had no background we could share yet, no built up thoughts and happenings, but i’m glad we have those, even if they do cause problems here and again. I glad we have it because it’s taught me that every time we do fight, we come back together again. I trust, love, and miss you guys more than anything right here right now. And yes this is cheesy as shit but hey, fuck it. Here’s to so many more nights with our family. <3