Is that even a word?
For the longest time now, I've really hated my house. Don't get me wrong, it's a nice house, but I just didn't feel like it was mine to live in (it belongs to my parents, but I pay them rent). But now, I have it decorated the way I want it, and it feels more like home to me. There are still some things I need to do, but they're small things. I'm happy now and actually don't mind venturing out of my room.
Just some random thoughts.
And if anyone asks me to help them paint a room, they can forget it. I'm through with painting awhile :P
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