11.30.2012

hello from my new home.




i have a lot of throw pillows and string lights over my window. our living room looks like a jail cell because all of us are too poor to purchase decorations. everything is new and strange, but my room has the cold familiarity my highland house had and the same music plays in my room. my roommates are quickly becoming my family and i've realized my team will always stand by me and protect me. i have pudding stacked in my refrigerator, bread on top, and my water bottle on the counter. this place is small, but i like it.

good afternoon from my new home.

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