Mar 2019
sand sticks onto my legs
as i crawl out of the water.
stench of salt in my hair,
as i walk the shoreline.
french fry in gull's beak,
as i toss my food away.
god i love the beach.
as i crawl out of the water.
stench of salt in my hair,
as i walk the shoreline.
french fry in gull's beak,
as i toss my food away.
god i love the beach.
- anyone who hates the ocean needs to fite me >A<
