"If you wake up tired, you’ve been chasing dreams. If you go to bed tired, your making your dreams happen."
"I just want somebody who will never stop choosing me."
"Things usually work out in the end.”
“What if they don’t?”
“That just means you haven’t come to the end yet."
1st night back at home.
yeah, it sucks. I miss my apartment so much more than i had anticipated. Moving was probably one of the hardest things. I’m trying to not be super emotional over it cz it’s how life goes & of course all good things must come to an end…. but damn, so many memories. So many good & bad times that I want back and there are so many more memories I wish I could make. I can’t believe I’m back home now :( it’s such a boring life without my roommates. I miss my room so much. I actually enjoyed being in my room. I barely consider the room I have at home mine. I keep thinking I’m gonna be dropped off at my apartment soon, but i’m not. I miss just laying in my bed with my christmas lights on and do w/e until I fell asleep. I miss seeing all my pictures. i miss having a cuddle buddy or being able to see him whenever. I miss leave at my leisure or lighting up whenever. oh god, i miss our balcony. I wish i was able to spend more time on it! or just dancing for hours in the living room. being back at “home” feels weird & wrong. i don’t consider this home, rather, it’s my parents house in which I’m currently leaving in. I just wanna curl up into a little ball on my bed in my apartment, hug all my pillows tear up a bit until i fall asleep like i would normally do when i’m sad. but i don’t have my apartment anymore. alskdjfalsdjfalsdjfalsdjf. I don’t have my safe spot anymore. :(