z, S6ltuvus //

These holidays remind me everyone and everything are superficial. And then, I make the most of my time to grow up and feed my mind is now my only aim. I haven't got needs anymore, exept for living fully and looking around me. And the silence I get.

Sketch for summer gets in by my ears and makes rumble inside of my head on July, July, July, July...

Now, I'll be Amy or nothing.