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This is me at the moment. Moved back into my parents house a couple of weeks ago and I think I’m slowly becoming insane. Got so used to seeing my boyfriend everyday that I think I’m starting to get withdrawals. So much that I’m already beginning to take comfort from one of my pillows. Yesterday, I had a tiny fit because our house has terrible reception and I couldn’t send one single text to him let alone make a call. To make matters worse, my dad sold our van which completely eliminates my free-to-go-out-anytime privileges so I’m basically imprisoned. Someone help me.
