Can I really do it. Can I really leave?
All alone, no one, no help.
I feel like I was born to be free.. Born to travel… It’s something I can’t even imagine any other way. If I had it any other way I don’t know what I’d do.
I want to be gone.. Forever. Just always leaving. I don’t want to be home. My home is nowhere. Its everywhere.
Anonymously alone 