#home sick
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dollyblcstar · 2 months ago
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Skins vibes
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speedyphilosopherpanda · 6 months ago
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The weather is cold; I've yet to feel the warmth of a home.
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scraggly-guy · 4 months ago
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Look who finally drew something
Just Home Sick writing about her husbando bleakwing
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nowthisis-dark · 2 days ago
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I want to go home, but I don’t know where home is.
I’ve wandered lonely at night, through roads wrapped in silence, searching for something—a house, a person, a fragment of a memory—that whispers, “This is where you belong.” The amber glow of streetlights cast long shadows, but none of them are mine. My steps echo like unanswered questions, fading into the void of empty streets.
I have sat in despair, my hands trembling with the weight of waiting. For someone, something, anything to make me feel at home. The wind brushes my face like a ghost’s caress, fleeting and unfamiliar. Every passing moment feels like a reminder that belonging is a luxury I’ve never owned.
Home was never a house, never four walls and a roof. It was supposed to be warmth, safety—the sound of a voice that says your name like it’s sacred. But all I’ve found are cold nights and unanswered prayers, the kind of silence that screams louder than words ever could.
Maybe home is not lost. Maybe I’ve forgotten how to recognize it. Or maybe it’s a lie, a cruel story we tell ourselves to feel less alone. Still, I keep walking, hoping the next corner, the next turn, will hold the answer. But the road stretches on, endless and unyielding.
And so I wonder: Am I destined to wander like this, a ghost of my own making? Or will I find it, somewhere, someday—a place, a touch, a heartbeat that feels like home?
~K
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stay-pos-cos · 11 months ago
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My grandfathers' native languages sit like stones at the back of my tongue. My ears echo with whispers of words that are alien to me.
I've never touched the land that they held so dear, or saw the views which took their breath away.
My grandmother used to say she'd bring me home one day, but which home? And is she home now, at peace with the man she loved and the man who loved her?
I feel the sands in my veins and the spices in my words,
Yet I see the rains on the moors, and hear the chanting of a language that's dying.
I am not a whole person, parts of me live in places I've never been.
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ayiemojis · 9 months ago
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Home sick — talented
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Wordmoji — did
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Dniup (do not interact unless partner) — please stop
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I’m in pain — add tw? (Add trigger warning?)
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Please tw ur content (please trigger warn your content)
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bleppybeans · 1 month ago
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Messy little drawing of Kanade from Project Sekai cuz I'm home sick and bored lol
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ensigngareth · 1 month ago
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Why did I decide to go to space instead of staying back on Earth, in my house, in my bed.
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katvhy · 2 months ago
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It's been a month since i moved for hs to another city. Since im from a small town, I've been waiting to move for the longest time. But i come back every weekend and just now i realise its much calmer in my home town than in the bustling city i go to hs in. Every Friday im so happy to escape the loud streets and come back to my quiet place. Its therapeutic. I have a bad history in my home town and thats why i wanted to escape from it, but now im happy to come back.
I like a change of scenery but i would gladly just stay in my bed, my room, my quiet town.
(i think im home sick for the town i hated💔)
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noturbabyghoul · 2 months ago
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I’ve been so incredibly home sick, I miss Oregon more than I can explain. All I want is to wake up and hear the birds singing, to smell the salty ocean air, feel the rain on skin and hike in the quiet woods. Is that too much to ask for?
Maybe I just miss how simple things were back then. I hold some of my best and worst memories there, it’s all very bittersweet. The “big” city life of Vegas makes me feel so trapped and claustrophobic. I just want out.
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youbeforeeveryone · 9 months ago
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seattlewalls · 2 years ago
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malinastharlock · 10 months ago
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Back roads,
Dark mist,
Ominous tress,
They're insistently calling me home.
To a place where my old body lies.
Cold and lifeless yet never dead.
Placed there so long ago for crimes that I did not commit.
Set up by those who despised me.
1 day I will return.
1 day I will be complete again.
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mellblogss · 1 year ago
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Please come back home
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beemintty · 1 year ago
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I don't really have a lot to say about the new year...
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ttrpgcafe · 1 year ago
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So like, yeah, I'm sick, but dear god this is such a relaxing time. I bet to enjoy my tea, my cat, and finally (hopefully) finish Baldur's gate 3!
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