So I'm moving to my home country tomorrow after three years here in the US and sht.
Ever since I moved to AZ, all I wanted (like 90% of the time) was to go back home.
And now. Staying in this house for the last time. Laying on this bed for the last time.
It's just feels heavy for some reason. Like I've waited for this moment for so long but now it's just-
I was surrounded by bullies earlier telling me "go back to the Philippines", "faggot", "pimple face"
And what I hate the most is that I wasn't even able to defend myself