..won't.you.please.bury.it.with.me..
So. Two hours until I am standing in my very own apartment. Right now, I feel sad. Fucked up, I know. It's just that it feels like I am going away forever. Maybe it's the P.M.S. talking...Iono. I mean, it'll be amazing. Of course it will. Privacy, a chance to work on my music and drawing, and finally getting my new kitty. Urf, urf...I guess I just need a hug.