When I think of summer, I picture myself on a gorgeous beach, toes in the sand, hearing waves crashing against the shore.. or lounging with my shades on alongside one…
It is not the final destination, which makes a man, but the journey-Tenille Johnson
When I think of summer, I picture myself on a gorgeous beach, toes in the sand, hearing waves crashing against the shore.. or lounging with my shades on alongside one…