Back to the dorm with the distinct smell. Once you open the doors, you know that smell.
Back to the place where it’s time to be independent again.
Back to the place where I hear doors slamming or closing every few minutes.
Back to the place where the lights go off if you are in the shower for too long.
Back to the place where 4 people share 1 toilet.
The place where I have to jump on my bed (literally).
The place where my room is too small to fit two people.
I don’t want to say it anymore.
The mere thought of it makes me wanna cry.
Back to the cold hard reality I keep trying to run away from.
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