Missing home

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I wished my life away, then I found two great people this year, who mean a lot to me. then I move a lot of miles away. It's hard to call Alabama my home. When Kentucky was my home. Where I have a lot of insecurities, now they are affecting me even worse.

This year has been a very good one and I haven't had a good one in a long time. It's because I became close with some people who mean the world to me, who I would do anything for. They don't even know how much they mean to me, I hardly trust anyone but I know I can trust them and that hopefully I will always have them as best friends.

A lot of memories just in one year of knowing each other.

It's funny how the universe brought us together and tore us apart. I will see them again one day, I remain in contact. They are like family now.

Love you. Hopefully you know I'm talking about you, and you need to update your book.

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