Still waiting for somewhere to move. I am so sick of this by now. I know it's only been a month. But I can't keep moving in and out every other week much longer. All my things are in boxes. I don't have a place for myself, I don't have my things around me, the things that make me feel at home. (Yeah I know I'm a materialist, sure)
But what I miss is a place called home, and that is freedom to me.
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