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A girl I know, and have met...who when I met was living in an apartment now lives in my house. MY HOUSE. MINE MINE MINE MINE MINE! The house I lived in in Maryland, she now lives in. It's the weirdest thing, ever.
...and it's kind of hard to accept someone I know, someone MY age, someone I have met and have talked to... lives in my home. Eats in my kitchen, sleeps in my guest room, showers in my shower, sits in my yard, park in my driveway...it's hard to deal with knowing that. I don't like it. But at the same time, it is a relief.
I can't explain this... I miss my old life.
...and it's kind of hard to accept someone I know, someone MY age, someone I have met and have talked to... lives in my home. Eats in my kitchen, sleeps in my guest room, showers in my shower, sits in my yard, park in my driveway...it's hard to deal with knowing that. I don't like it. But at the same time, it is a relief.
I can't explain this... I miss my old life.