All artworks are mine.

I spend my days collecting treasures, writing and learning to live like a poet.

she was a girl filled with longings and fears, inside her chest a little golden heart. she was a princess in love with illusions and fantasies, living in a castle made of wishes and dreams. she was the child who collected stories and hid them under the bed in a wooden trunk. she was the ghost who lost itself in fairy tales and never found the way home. she was the collector of memories and the keeper of secrets.

I carry your heart (I carry it in my heart)

..and then i cried a flood of tears as if i really were a mermaid who had absorbed too much sea into herself.

Do I dare disturb the universe?

rockin' & rollin' and whatnot

http://endofmarch.tumblr.com/

"letting go doesn’t leave emptiness, hurt, or sadness"

i'm a shipwreck, i'm lost at sea.