The Saltwater Room - Owl City.
All my islands have sunk in the deep, so I can hardly relax or even oversleep
I feel as if I were home some nights, when we count all the ship lights
the more you know your place in it.”
Twenty year old wanderer from the Philippines.
I live in a backpack. I sleep in park benches and other people's beds and couches. I go from point A to B trying to find my own place in this ridiculously huge and beautiful world. My road is unmapped.
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