Abena. 21. California.

Do not go gentle into that good night,

Old age should burn and rage at close of day;

Rage, rage against the dying of the light

I read somewhere that home is not where you live or where you grew up, it’s a place where people understand you. I think I’m searching for that. I love my college, but after four years I feel like I haven’t found my place here. When I’m “home” (California) it just doesn’t feel right. I just want to find one place where I feel safe, loved, and understood. I don’t know, maybe that’s too much to ask… 

♥ Jan 26th at 9PM / tagged: personal. home. / reblog / 2 notes
  1. notceline said: You’re always moving!!! You’ll find it, though! =]
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