Take Me Home.

I'm back at my house, and I want to go back to my dorm so badly, even though I know all my friends aren't there. I call my dorm home, and that's where my heart is.

My older sister hates my presence here, and isn't afraid to show it. That's ok, bitch, you're the reason I moved away. I thought that I would love being home, and although I do enjoy the home cooked meals and gossiping with Mum, it's a small sacrifice to pay for having a fantastic time in a different city.

Moving out really was the best decision I ever made. It's lead me to a new, happier me.