My Room.
I miss having a room. I miss having that space to yourself and just you. I miss having big, thick comforters. I miss having all my clothes spread across the room. I miss having bright colored walls and crazy patterned comforters.
My room was never exactly what I wanted it to be, but it was my room. And I would like my room again, but a new and updated version. I just want a room again.
