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ive been out of my parents house now, for about 2 or 3 weeks.
and i honestly love it. i like being out on my own, fending for myself.
ive never been so independent in my life.
it feels so good.

i have the love of my life back.
and its better than ever before
i never realized how much i actually missed him until he came back.
when i was without him, i came upon other people
that i somewhat thought would fill the whole
but they never came close, not one bit.

im trying to get my life back in order
and its slowly happening, but i still feel kinda lost.
like there are times where i still feel like im moving forward
but im really just staying in one place.


its working out though, or at least it will eventually.