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Its been 16 years since I made this journal, and sometimes I still feel like the depressed, emo teenager who first made this account. So much yet so little has changed since I was 17. Nights like tonight I get hit with an overwhelming sense of sadness that feels so old. Honestly, it feels almost like I'm homesick, but for nowhere and everywhere. Like I have a home out there somewhere, a place I have never been, maybe a place that doesn't exist at all, and my very being is crying out for it.