top, tam k;skirt, vintage;shoes, gojane

This is love: to fly toward a secret sky, to cause a hundred veils to fall each moment.
First to let go of life. Finally, to take a step without feet.

-Jalaludin Rumi


One of my close friends made this shirt for me, and I adore the eccentricity of the giant wing-like sleeves.

Today is my one day off this week, and I'm so excited. What shall I do?