I'm Victoria.
Eighteen year old photographer.
Stargazer who has lost her heart to the sea.
Dreamer with a serious case of wanderlust.
Crown princess of Procrasti Nation.

Stay a little bit, won't you?
about
I was in London once and no one found out where I was staying the whole time I was there, and then this girl, waiting in the courtyard of the hotel in complete pitch blackness, called out my name – and I thought, ‘This is it. I’m going to get killed.’