"we are vagabonds, we travel without seat belts on; we live this close to death"
aspiring jack of all trades. i'm not cliché, i'm classic.
“But these are days we dream about, when the sunlight paints us gold and this apartment could not be prettier as we danced up there alone"
Theme by Andrew
This photo was reblogged from anatomyofabitch and originally by dannieerealdope.