laugh until we think we'll die, barefoot on a summer night. I spent many a summer night doing this very thing with two of my cousins.laying in the grass, looking up at the starry night sky and laughing until we couldn't breath
I want raging nights dark and wild, lit only by the city, bonfires and cigarettes. I want sun-kissed mornings, breezy and free, interrupted by only the voices of lovers and friends. The life I want to live.