home alone part two: lost in new york. this needs to happen soon.
(Source: thesustainableclassroom, via skibinskipedia)
possible tattoo.
looking up at the sky is awfully mesmerizing… but this is just lovely. i want my ashes thrown in space please.
“our very own light show every night…”
number something something something (less than decent with fifth sense shooting: cut to self-portrait): chop hair off.
she smiled pleasantly at the flickering lights from the carefully sewn glitter on the beautiful ballerina’s’ outfits… one step, two step, pirouette… she sat there contemplating if her feet too could play with gravity that well… then she whispered to herself “how wonderful…” go to the ballet

(insert random number here): explore an underwater cave.