My name’s Amber.

Seventeen years young, blowing out candles every August.

A wallflower with bouts of wanderlust, teenage restlessness, and insomnia. Nostalgic and in love with minimalist design.

A senior in high school. Sleep deprived, tired, and stressed.

Loves: traveling, running, playing tennis, painting, petrichor, caramel steamers, flying birds, city lights and skylines, bubble tea, giraffes, diaries, new books, sunrises, starry skies, summer nights, winter mornings, alt/indie rock, beautiful words, the shutter sound of cameras, and good grammar.