Jump to content
  • entries
  • comments
  • views


Sign in to follow this  


I finally moved out of the house I've called home for the past 12 years of my life. 

For some reason, I feel like this is going to be the start of something great. I have spent so many years in that house just being depressed and alone. But I'm finally out and in my own living space. I feel like I'm finally free, though I do really miss my dog. 

I have a lot of roommates. We all have our own rooms, except me and one other girl. I guess I just have shitty luck. I've come to learn that almost everything that happens in my life has some kind of downside to it. But that's okay. I can get through it. I've experienced FAR worse. 

I'm a little disappointed I can't put up my cool tie dye curtains and a lot of my other little decorations....but I feel like in no time at all this will begin to feel more like home and less like a hotel room.

Maybe since I'll have roommates I'll finally have friends. That's not something I've ever really had before. 

Sign in to follow this  


Recommended Comments

There are no comments to display.

Add a comment...

×   Pasted as rich text.   Paste as plain text instead

  Only 75 emoji are allowed.

×   Your link has been automatically embedded.   Display as a link instead

×   Your previous content has been restored.   Clear editor

×   You cannot paste images directly. Upload or insert images from URL.

  • Create New...