My dream vacation would literally be so perfect. It would be in the Bahamas, on the beach, with little loft beds with curtains hanging around them blowing in the wind with candles lit all around. I wouldn't want to go by myself. If I got to choose anyone to go with, I'd go with Machine Gun Kelly. I just know that even though he's a bad boy I can bring the lovey -dovey nice boy out in him, but since that will never happen. I'd be perfectly content with going and doing something like that with my boyfriend. We could just eat popsicles all day and tan, then at night sleep on the loft beds on the beach with the wind blowing just skin to skin.