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As I'm preparing to leave for the last time this vecated house that was my home for the last three years, my tears cannot stop from falling. Gosh, i'm fucking stupid i know... This sadness and grieve are killing me indide. i really dunno if i will be able to return here after today. And everytime my mad cat looks at me my heart shatters a little more, but at least she'll be in good hands. Fuck. I still have a ton of crap to pack, i still need to eat something before hitting the read, but i really don't care about any of those anymore, so i guess that spending a little more time here in the floor crying is what i'm gonna do for now... And maybe i'm making a drama, again but its just what i feel. In a couple of hours i'm returning home... But part of me will be lost here... For now my mind are drifting into the null... Just my pain feels real... Whatever...