I haven’t been wanting to come home for a while. I didn’t want to stay at Concord but I didn’t really wanna go home either so I just stayed at Caitie’s. And I didn’t know why.

Until now.

At Concord, I have school work and Tasha and Sara to distract me. At Caitie’s, I have her insane family to distract me. At home, I haven’t got much to distract me. I get a moment of peace and suddenly I feel… empty? Lonely? Sad? I don’t know. But it’s unbearable.

And I know why. But… I shouldn’t feel that way about that situation. There’s no reason. Nothing has officially happened and nothing has officially stopped either. It just feels that way I guess?

I’m in the mood to write stuff. I feel I could get things out and feel better. But… I think I’m scared of what’ll come out of me. Or… maybe I don’t want to feel better. I don’t know.

This is all messed up.

I wish I could talk to a certain someone. Someone who always makes me feel better. And soon too.