just sometimes...
Sometimes, I just wanna go to the beach and be a mopey emo kid.
Throw pebbles into the sea, pick up sea shells, feel the sand grains shifting between my toes, have the waves crashing into my ankles, smell the salty air...
-
But that's a part of me that's gone.
And I don't ever want to pick her up again.
Throw pebbles into the sea, pick up sea shells, feel the sand grains shifting between my toes, have the waves crashing into my ankles, smell the salty air...
-
But that's a part of me that's gone.
And I don't ever want to pick her up again.
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posted by Charlene J. at
10:29 AM
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