So here i sit, 3 hours left in this hell that is where I am living. I have a lot of packing to do still and all I want to do is just leave with what is already packed. I know this summer has been a horrible experience for me, but honestly, what would summer be if i didn't hate it.
The one observation I will leave this summer with is that even though I am leaving, I feel nothing. I'm not angry or happy, I'm just blank, empty, unknowing I guess. That is what this place does to me, it eats away at me and leaves me empty.
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