im going "home" tomorrow... i hate it there. it took a second trip back to know that this is where i belong. this is the place that im meant to be. this is where my heart is. in all honesty, i dont want to go back. as awful as it sounds...i dont even miss anyone. i could never see any of those people there again, and it wouldn't phase me... im home. dont get me wrong...i love my friends. but this place, with these people, everythings just so...right. this is where i belong. theres only one person i truly miss...and i know that when i get home, they wont be waiting for me. i wont be able to go to them and ask for them to hold me while i cry, and fix my freshly broken heart...for my heart breaks every time i have to leave... but i'll be lucky if i even get a fucking phone call. so...i really have no desire to leave. seriously, whats the point? its only going to break my heart...and knowing that theres no one waiting for me on the other end makes it that much harder to leave. theres nothing there for me. and no one to listen... people know me here. and when i speak, they listen...and, they understand. such a simple request...and yet, so hard to acheive. and so easily taken for granted. im sorry...but i dont know if i can do this anymore. so heres to a new year, and a whole new slue of heartaches...what a way to start the year off. happy fucking new years.