I was bound to relax at some point. It just took some time and effort, not to mention a little rope. The rope kisses make me happy.
Basking in the light and glory that comes with not giving a damn. Alice Oseman. Retreating into myself last week the last thing I wanted to do was socialise. But I'd arranged to go to dartmoor for some more rope and photos with my friend who took this one, among other pictures. I've yet to... Continue Reading →