The voices are telling me to go back to the land of sheep, cobblestone houses, beautiful gothic buildings and ginger beer. I do not understand why I am so fixed on England, I just am. I am currently thinking about running there, where-ever in that beautiful country, and leaving the future I have in my state. Maybe for a year but hopefully forever. I can’t think of anything I would like better than being there.
Speed sheep, come back please
THE HISTORY THESE RUINS MUST HOLD
I want to know it
paintings from my aunt's walls
Speed sheep, come back please