I Want All the Things That I Had Before, Like a Star Wars Poster on My Bedroom Door

It's Sunday. That means... the end of the weekend. This sucks, cause now I have to go  home. I don't want to leave Ashley's. I never want to leave. One, because, she's my best friend, and  I love hanging out with her. She understands me, she knows me. It's easy to talk to her. We always have fun together, especially in the summer, when we can hang out more. Plus, her parents are really nice to me too. They feed me a lot. :D (lol, jk) But secondly, I just don't want to go back to my house. It's kind of a disappointment after being at Ashes'. There's nobody in my house that I can talk to who understands me as well as Ashley does. Sure, it's not hard to pick up the phone and call any one of my friends, especially Laura, who lives right up the road, but it's not the same. When I go places and stay with my friends, like being at Ashley's for the weekend, I almost feel invincible. Like all the things back home that completely suck can't touch me when I'm with the people I care about the most. My parents always yell at me for not calling to check in when I go to Ashley's for entire weekends. I always tell them that I forget. But the truth is, I don't call on purpose. I deliberately do not call them because I don't want to think about being home when I'm somewhere else.  It's like I'm  in a whole different reality. It's cosmic. 

But now I have to leave.

Woe is me.

... sigh.