Covered in glitter and crumbs. Waking up to maracas and fairy wings. Pockets full of rubber bands and dandelions. Buried under book piles. Dirty hands with homemade kombucha. Coffee in the rain. Waiting for that sacred scrap of silence.
Friday, August 17, 2012
Beach days
Some days you just want to spend the afternoon with your friends at the beach.
This picture is subtitled "What do you mean you don't have any cash?"
1 comment:
Sweet! Even without the ice cream!!
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