so im here. in the State of KY. i had a good time in MI but it's getting hard to ignore the fact that we're all drifing apart. i'm not surprised or hurt or anything, i knew it would happen. it's just a feeling of prolonging gloom and regret. i managed to visit all my favourite places with the exception of my old house, The Rafters, and my old
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The worst, though, is when you go back to visit one of your places, and it ends up having changed for the worse. Like, into a sub-division or something along those lines.
Example: the woods behind my grandma's house in Indiana have been completely cut down for a huge sub-division. What was once a peaceful, quiet neighborhood, is now a loud, noisy, stuck-up, dreary, crime-infested wasteland. Yeesh.
Well, it's not quite THAT bad, but it's still pretty crappy.
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ive never been able to know if it was right or wrong to forget about my old home.
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