home sweet home

please don't judge me and my lack of painting skills, i just seem to find it quite therapeutic.

this photo was taken on my phone from when i lived at my parents house.

i'm feeling nostalgic, not just because of what i wrote on the painting, but because i miss my old bedroom.

i am moving in a few months and some of the only good things that can come from it is the fact i'll have my old room back, i can stick and hang thing from the walls and the roof, i'll have a lot more space to do what i want with my bedroom, i'll be able to save more money, i won't have to do as much house work and so on and so forth.

but i am dreading the yelling, arguing, fighting and pure madness that comes with living with my family and the lack of freedom and peace and quiet i get whilst living here.