I have scars of so many men on my body, some will stay for the rest of my life. a constant reminder that happiness can turn to painfulness in just a few short years.
not to say the painfulness can't turn to happiness, cause i got those too.
its weeks like this one that i really wish i was home with my mom and dad. i dont care how old i get,i think i will always want my mom and dad when i fall ill. i cant seem to kick this virus.
2 more days till my partial family is home, i hope everything is better then.
i want a hug from my father. i want to laugh with my sisters. i want to see Cedric. i want to be a real person again. i want to embrace the company of others. i want to no longer push away people who try to care. i want to see the sunrise. i want. i want. i want.
I can't wait until I can get back to Phoenix. I miss it so god damn much. Not to say I am unhappy here, cause that is not the case. I am having the time of my life and meeting a lot of new, amazing, and interesting(to say the least) people. I just want to remember the ones I've met before.