It seems as if everyone goes home to something. Something back at home to look forward to or to enjoy or to be around. I don't come home to anything. I come home to a town full of assholes who want nothing to do with me and i with them. I died to them all when i left this town. I come home to being alone with nothing but a dysfunctional family
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