Kiersten Bree: prom feet
Kiersten Bree: "Tonight we reach for the stars 'cause we're eighteen, it's a perfect night to sing our prom theme" ~ Fountains of Wayne
Kiersten Bree: “But he who dares not grasp the thorn should never crave the rose.” ~ Anne Bronte
Kiersten Bree: "Daisies are like sunshine to the ground" ~ Drew Barrymore
Kiersten Bree: "Damn! A rose grew from concrete!" ~ Tupac
Kiersten Bree: "My love's desire is pure ascension fire..."
Kiersten Bree: "I lost myself in the summer rain..." ~ U2
Kiersten Bree: drops of sunset
Kiersten Bree: Misguided angel
Kiersten Bree: "Used to daydream in that small town, another boring romantic that's me..." ~ John Mellencamp
Kiersten Bree: Twilight falls...
Kiersten Bree: "Have you too finally figured out what beauty is for? And have you changed your life?” ~ Mary Oliver
Kiersten Bree: My first day at Kennington Cove...
Kiersten Bree: "Drinking the rays and dancing in the breeze." ~ R.S. Barrington
Kiersten Bree: Some Lighthouse Point love for my landlocked friends!
Kiersten Bree: Oh, to be a daisy...
Kiersten Bree: On an island in the sun...
Kiersten Bree: “I think it pisses God off if you walk by the color purple in a field somewhere and don't notice it.” ~ Alice Walker
Kiersten Bree: Warm summer rain...
Kiersten Bree: If you need me, this is where I'll be...
Kiersten Bree: “Maybe I would become a mermaid, I would live in the swirling blue-green currents, kissed by sea anemones, caressed by seaweed shawls.." ~ Francesca Lia Block
Kiersten Bree: There's just something magic about daisies...
Kiersten Bree: Wave baby
Kiersten Bree: Armfuls of light
Kiersten Bree: “She adored all beautiful things in their every curve and fragrance, so that they became part of her." ~ J.M. Barrie
Kiersten Bree: This is what after work happiness looks like..
Kiersten Bree: “I think happiness is what makes you pretty. Period. Happy people are beautiful. They become like a mirror and they reflect that happiness.” ~ Drew Barrymore
Kiersten Bree: beach-keh ;-)
Kiersten Bree: “Do I love you? My God, if your love were a grain of sand, mine would be a universe of beaches.” ~ William Goldman