ABOVE THE SKY


Seventeen. Girl. Fosterchild. Vintage.
Rings. Bears. Old granny bikes. Trees. Ocean. Old architecture. What else?

Couldn’t feel more lost.

At that moment I was sure. That I belonged in my skin. That my organs were mine and my eyes were mine and my ears, which could only hear the silence of this night and my faint breathing, were mine, and I loved them and what they could do. Dave Eggers  (via rab-rakha)

(Source: larmoyante, via -keepsmiling)

I’ve decided to go as an au pair in a year and a month. I’m excited!