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When I’m depressed I tend to think things like, I want to go home.. but what’s home? Where my parents live? Or? It’s not a place to me.. I want to go back… to when I was genuinely happy. I’m tired, lonely, and lost, I hate who I am and the life I live.. I want to go back to where I was happy.. I want to go home.
Exactly how I feel right now


