I'm back at mum's.
Once Luke and I split, I had to move back to mum's. I don't have anywhere else to go and from what very little I'm earning at pets at home, I wouldn't be able to afford my own place.
It's weird being back here. It feels like this room isn't my own. I feel like I love it too. It's so simple, I need more simple things in my life rather than all my nonsense.
I also miss him. I wish things hadn't gone this way. He was golden. My mum always told me that throughout the dating process, you meet new people, have new experiences and figure out what you want and what you don't want with your S.O.
Luke was sort of perfect. I can tell he really loves me and I can tell he really cares. It's just terrible what happened.
I don't know what else to say, I don't know what to think. Laying in bed on my own is lovely, but also horrible.