Back from a weekend where i danced barefoot and my thoughts became music for once.
The wind blew my hair. The sand caressed my feet. The sea whispered in my ear. The stars talked to me.
Flirted with nature. Fell in love with the cool summer nights.
Ate too many shrimps while listening to the Beach Boys. Enjoyed The Rolling Stones while tasting more than one bottle of wine.
What can i say? It was a lovely post birthday time.
The wind blew my hair. The sand caressed my feet. The sea whispered in my ear. The stars talked to me.
Flirted with nature. Fell in love with the cool summer nights.
Ate too many shrimps while listening to the Beach Boys. Enjoyed The Rolling Stones while tasting more than one bottle of wine.
What can i say? It was a lovely post birthday time.
(Spanish Moss Blog)
"Don't question why she needs to be so free
She'll tell you it's the only way to be..."
"Don't question why she needs to be so free
She'll tell you it's the only way to be..."
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