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its sad when you start to realize that home, that feeling of finally being home, is fading. everything is still the same color, i don’t want the sparkles to go away. it’s so beautiful when you land in your hometown airport and know you’re almost there. almost to your bed with your books and cellphone, your thoughts, all alone, that’s what you wanted right? this was the ultimate. this is what everything had constantly been compared to, been not as good enough.
i’m home now, and i wanna runaway again.