Oana. Traveler.


"The main thing is to be moved, to love, to hope, to tremble, to live."
birdasaurus:

Darian Wong

birdasaurus:

Darian Wong

visualechoess:

Troll's Tongue - by: Morten Rustad

visualechoess:

Troll's Tongue - by: Morten Rustad

“Loneliness smells like cinnamon and cherries cooking in a pot, I fancy a gentleman tipped his hat to me and offered me tea and his arm. I think I want a life in woolly sweaters, to cut birds out of apples and play chess on stormy nights, with the stars painted on the ceiling above us. I’d like to be taught to play the accordion, think how nice it would be in a house on rails, a train compartment in beige and red. Oh, I got lost inside my head again, I shouldn’t, I shouldn’t.”

– Vera Vodak (via awelltraveledwoman)