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I miss the smell of my house and my dog

I miss my mom when she laughs at things she doesn't even find funny and how my dad falls asleep in front of the tv with his hands down his pants, like al bundy

I miss my brother and how he says whats up jame

and i miss my friends, every psychotic and annoying and loud one of them

I miss josh and his freckles and eyes.

I will go home.

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