I hate being home. It always brings me down. When I was in Kentucky, I was always so fucking happy. Ask anyone. I would run around outside, play with the football with everyone, dance to no music, sing for no reason, smile constantly, catch fireflies, lay on the floor and just stare at the celing or sky or whatever was above me, jump on the
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