Loneliness kills happiness and steals creativity. As the wind seeps through the curtains bringing cold into my tiny room, I can't help but miss the sunny days back home. At times like this I am weak, I let myself indulge in the pool of sadness and cry. I tell myself it is okay to be weak, it is okay to cry, it is okay to feel sad, it is okay.
Just some old photos I didn't get to edit and post on time, all taken in August.
I miss home.
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