on friday i am going to visit my home.
soon i won't consider it that anymore. the place is nothing special; it's actually slightly disturbing and unnatural. i grew up there, and it was ok and i'm ok, but i don't think i like it so much. the best part is the people, but seeing as everyone is branching out, the memories are also scattering; rendering the physical location of my childhood... simply a location.
if only it looked like that all the time.
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2 comments:
thanks for liking that i was born, also, i'm glad that we will share a common "home" next year. it will be the best ever, as it is now.
i think home is where your peoples are. stay close by me friend.
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