#fremily

Took some selfies tonight with my roommate/ex girlfriend/platonic soul mate/best friend, @wistfulwerewolf.

Had a good night in the quarter until the end. Not happy to be home right now… Hopefully will be going out tomorrow after the wedding.

I’m lucky to have as big and as great of a support group as I do. And I’m lucky to live with three of them. And have more of them moving in with us. I’m very lucky that I not only have friends and best friends and an expansive support system, but people I consider family as well. A family I have made for myself.

I’m guessing a lot of people don’t have the group of people I have. And the consistency I’ve had with this person in particular and one other.

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That feel when you’ve been away from home for a long time at your parents house and desperately want to get back to the family you made for yourself, but don’t know whether they want you back or not now because paranoia is eating you up and telling you “Nah, they don’t love you anymore. They are glad you are gone. I bet they’re hoping you kill yourself while you’re up there so that they don’t have to deal with your bullshit and you fucking up their lives like you have with everyone else’s.”

And then some of them text you with texts saying they miss you without you having to say anything to provoke those texts (except the very last one) and having them come at you out of the blue.

((Bonus crush telling me that me not being wanted was fake news. Lmaaaoooo.))

Yeah. THAT feel. To know you’re actually wanted. Like, really seriously wanted. To know people you have been living with and are friends with and see all the time actually, genuinely want you to come back because they miss you and want to do things with you again and have your presence around is. . .the most amazing feeling in the world, tbh.

Lmao lmao lmao lmao LMAO. NO ONE UNDERSTANDS HOW SMOL I AM TILL THEY MEET ME HAAAAAAHAHAHA.