(Source: thisisnotmyfairytaleendingg, via allthesebloodystupidthings)
Thinking of the vacations I’m going to have, they’re going to be amazing. Seeing my friends again, hear their voices and feel their skin. Hug them tight. Leaving behind one more exausting year and starting over again. Reliving the summer. Surfing. Sun. Water. Sand. Relaxing and living life. Being happy again. Remembering old memories and relive them again. Just to feel wanted. I wanna get home. Where I know I really belong, there’s only one question: Where is home?