We had done it—six days, just the two of us. And in between all the bus rides, castles, chaos, and quiet walks— we had found something beautiful.
Top Deck Views and Tiny Shoes: A Belfast Tale
Embracing The Madness With Crazy Friends
“In the end, you always go back to the people that were there in the beginning.” “Sometimes, even when you’re having a good time, you can’t help but stop and think about how much you enjoy the time with your friends.”
Who Am I?
Am I trapped in a world of in between? Who am I really?' I still say I am more like an American but then again I am not there, I do not live there anymore, and for some reason I cannot be like an American here in England just because... so, maybe I am an in between? Or maybe hybrid of the two?
Effe moves to the UK 