I came here every day when I was a girl. I prayed to be somewhere else. Back then I only thought about what I wanted, never about what I had
Your words will disappear. Your house will disappear. Your name will disappear. All memory of you will disappear.
My brother and I will take back the North on our own
Don't you wish we could go back to the day we left? I want to scream at myself, "Don't go, you idiot."