There is something wonderfully intoxicating with youth.
The crash & burn of foolishness.
A shipwreck of lost treasures and mirages.
The wiseness that will come over glassy, pink-rimmed eyes.
Honesty and maps found in the bottom of beer bottles and glasses.
Here's to the loves that felt like a desert blessing.
Jan 10, 2016
Jan 10, 2016 at 7:18 AM UTC
There is something wonderfully intoxicating with youth.
The crash & burn of foolishness.
A shipwreck of lost treasures and mirages.
The wiseness that will come over glassy, pink-rimmed eyes.
Honesty and maps found in the bottom of beer bottles and glasses.
Here's to the loves that felt like a desert blessing.
