HanniRoss

I like to imagine things… some more innocent, others less so.

Sometimes I dream of traveling without a specific destination, with a light backpack and an open mind. Of wandering through unfamiliar cities, getting lost in charming alleyways, sipping coffe
I'm 19 years old, and my skin is so pale that sometimes I feel like you could write words on it. My light blonde hair falls over my shoulders as if it has a life of its own—messy, free... just like me. I easily get lost in books; the smell of paper and the power of a good story give me goosebumps. Music is another of my passions: I let it envelop me, touch me deep inside, make me close my eyes and forget about the world.