someday my world won't be my room. someday I'll have a home, where every room is my own and i am not confined to just one, where i can wake up in the mornings and walk around freely, opening every curtain and letting the sun wash off the remnants of the night time. where the kitchen will be a space free of judgement (a place where i don't have to sneak around), and the walls have only pleasant stories to tell. and i can drink a cup of coffee on my couch without fear of someone else sitting down next to me, without fear of negative energy. for now though, i am stuck. for now i eat one meal a day and hide in my world and hope i am forgotten. for now i stare blankly at the figures throughout this house and give no reaction, i pretend i am no one. for now, the only thing i can do, is hope.

I want to be loved. i want to feel wanted, by someone who doesn't want anything. I want to feel special.

AHHHHHHH heck me. anyways, i got a my hero blanket today <3