Dear God, make me a bird. So I could fly far away. Far far away from here.
- Forrest Gump
Australia, taken by Harald, edited by me
This night was so dreamy..
I remember the coldness, shiny stars, your warm hands and the feeling of complete freedom..
30th December, 2013, 23:14
He carries stars in his pockets because he knows she fears dark. Whenever sadness pays her a visit, he paints galaxies on the back of her hands.
/a gift I made in December, 2013/