I can’t wait to get to my Grandmom’s house tomorrow and just start unpacking and making the basement my own. I have a bigger closet (two racks instead of one), plus a dresser AND a bureau… I’m not gonna know what to do with all that space (lol jk I have a ton of shit).
But seriously, I can’t wait to just have my own space and privacy and everything else and to get away from my nutjob mother :)))))
Reblog if you’ve ever been called:
Literally all I have left to pack is like my “daily use” stuff and my fragile stuff. Tonight is my last night in this house. Soooooo weirdddddd.
My room feels so empty now, it’s weird. There’s barely anything left and there’s NOTHING on the walls. So surreal. I can’t wait until I’ve got everything and I’m officially no longer living here…
Tips for being a fan of a sports team:
Don’t tag your hate or your selfies :)
"I wish there was a way to know you’re in the good old days before you’ve actually left them."