11:45pm

Pitch black and quarter to twelve, we walked on the beach barefoot on shells. Stars guided our path to low tide, the oncoming waves slowing our strides. My blonde hair had been tangled in the breeze... But we still stood to take in all we couldn't see.

Warmth

I'm going on a trip in January... I'm going there to see two great guys. One I've never met in person, and one is a longtime best friend. Military boys. I absolutely cannot fucking wait to sit on the beach. It's only December and I'm already begging for fucking warmth and sun. These snow covered … Continue reading Warmth