Seven

Seven days. Seven swimsuits. Seven boys.

My name is Violet. I'm not quite sure what's wrong with me, but I keep on kissing random boys. I swear I'm not like this back home. There's just something about Mexico and the whole being-on-vacation thing. Plus, I'm on a mission to go against everything my mother stands for and actually have fun this vacation. Whoa.

Life begins at the end of your comfort zone.
―Neale Donald Walsch