Coming home makes me realize just how empty and lonely this place is. One of the worst things about living alone is that no one misses you when you are gone, and no one care and no one knows when you return.
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awww, i worry when you don’t update your journal for a while. <3
everyone missed you while you were gone.
We don’t hang out much at all and I still missed you…
Liv
Time to get a dog!
I’m sure the spiders miss you =(
It’s so true! *buries herself in her blanket and sobs*
thats a horrible way of viewing it, andrew. but i know the feeling, unfortunately. i find my home to be a place of isolation and retreat where welcomes are not looked for.
Silly Andrew, I have been thinking why you weren’t online and I was waiting for the next lj update to tell you that!
I MISS TALKING TO YOU!
<3 Jess
Same here, man.
I’m completely the opposite, I’d love to come home and be alone. The peace and quiet, you decide when it’s interupted!
I guess it’s a case of the grass being greener and all that.
On the positive side of things, it wont be like that forever :)