"Don’t think for a second that you’re not going to miss those nights you spent putting on your make up, changing five million times, and going to some silly party, a party that feels like all the others you’ve been to but still has the right to feel special. You will miss all of this. This is a luxury"
This is the beach of my childhood. The waves here have soaked up my worries, tears and troubles for over a decade now. And still in my twenties, these Spanish shores are where I find my greatest solace.
Nights that burned like fire, simmered down and then dripped into dawn. We laughed so hard, oh we laughed. But we didn't cry - that was back then, not now. Now we can be anything and everything we want or nothing at all. Because those nights, they were ours - best girls, spurring each other on, making trouble. Weekends in Paris, damn they shine bright after midnight - anything can happen; anything, everything or nothing at all. Words & Photos: My Own