Truth

You can never go home.

Much like trying to remember childhood memories, holding onto a piece of the past is impossible if you ever try and revisit a place that holds nostalgia. It almost cheapens it and makes you wish you kept it as a fond memory then what it now means to you. Sometimes things end for a reason, sometimes you cant go back. Sometimes you say things that cant be unheard. Sometimes you need to go on your own path, alone. Even if it scares you and makes no sense to anyone else, sometimes you can never go home.

Buckle Up

The Inside of My Head