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it's an awful feeling to come "home" and realize that most of the people that were your greatest friends have forgotten you
but then i realized this place i moved to really is better, and this place really is my home now, and the people there really are my friends now, not just people i hang around so that i'm not alone.
and it's okay to love people in more than one place
ps-
on a side note, i still love to hate you, you dumb fucking slut