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Damn...Back in Texas. Not even 12 Hours and I miss home already. I miss my Friends(that I havn't even been able to see). I Miss the things I want to do. It just sux....I literally put my life on hold for this shit. The things I need to make my life work are at home. I need to be there. Most who read this wont understand because I don't talk about it. But I have to be home. It kills me. I've already sacrifice most of my life for others. It's my fuckin turn. I'll still be there for anyone who needs me. but I have to do something, anything, at least one thing for my self. If i don't soon.....?