i'm pretty sure i spent half of my coachella on my own. i didn't really mind it much, until the sun went down and then i think i got kinda scared. i'm just a lil girl! but yeah.. i know i'm jumping around a lot... lots on my mind.
home is supposed to be a place where you feel the most comfortable. isn't it? that's why people say they miss "home" or to make yourself feel at "home." but what happens when home becomes a place you want to run from, or the last place that you want to be?
don't tell me you know what i'm going through.
you have absolutely no idea.
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