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I've lived in seven different places since I graduated high school almost three years ago. Three of those places I've live multiple times. I have shit everywhere. At my dad's, in my favorite ex's barn, my grandma's, in the possesion of a friend who wrote me off and thieved my stuff.
i hate packing more than you can ever know. i live in so many different places, i never know what to take, what to leave. and i always take the wrong things, or leave important things from one trip to another.
yeah. that's the life.
I've been in this odd mix of packing and unpacking since the beginning of break. It becomes tiresome, shoving everything I deem important to me into boxes and tubs and crates, and lugging them up and down stairs, knowing it'll all have to be done over again every time I move some where.