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Only 7 more days!!! i can’t freaking wait to come home, something about living with all your friends in such close proximity really does deprive you of personal space and some very much needed alone time. not that i’m going to get any of that at home. I’m so ready to be at home, i need a break from this place. i need nacho’s and saints and pigging out on harrisons sofa. i need st pierres and sals. i need to be around the people that actually KNOW me and i can be totally myself around. i need to be away from ellen and all her sex all the time with lots of different people. i need proper music to dance to, not the same fucking playlist with shitty shitty remixs at every fucking club. i need to get away from her. i need to listen to the fucking quotes on my wall telling me to calm down, stop regretting and start actually believing in myself. stop caring about what other people are doing, or rather what they’re not doing. i also really need to stop comparing everyone here from my friends at home, they’re no better or worse, just different, which is just proving really difficult to get to terms with, since i’ve come here i’ve realized how similar we were, and how different from other people. although i had about 90% of the best moments with them, i guess that time’s gone and i have to move on and get in my fucking head that it’s never coming back, everything’s changed and it’s never going to be the same. it’s good to have memories but i can’t let them hold me back from making new ones. 

hahaha what a brain dump… awkward