I have heartburn. I hate this. I hate my stomach!

(And I guess what it all comes down to is: "I want to go home." I left my home that fateful wednesday in Spring, now seven years ago, and when I came back three days later it wasn't home anymore, and I still can't seem to find it again.

Why does it all keep coming back to that?)

In more cheerful news:

Wonder if I can add some eyeliner in PS.


From: [identity profile] larean.livejournal.com


Be my roomie in Boston. ;)

No, seriously, I've felt homeless ever since I moved out of my mom's house to live with my dad. I then had to move back into that house, but it never felt like home again. And then we moved into the current house, and then I went to college, and I change rooms so much. So I too seek a place outside of my normal sphere, so I am not in a place I feel like should be home but isn't.

From: [identity profile] bubosquared.livejournal.com

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Yeah, that could help. I wouldn't expect NYC to be home, so I'll feel it less.

You come to NYC and be MY roomie! :D
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