It's sad to know that I could be laying in my bed, cuddled under my covers and whispering to myself that I want to go home. But, if my house isn't my home... Where is home? And when can I get there?
It's sad to know that I could be laying in my bed, cuddled under my covers and whispering to myself that I want to go home. But, if my house isn't my home... Where is home? And when can I get there?