The greatest plan ever.
Lots of beers.
Imagine the whitesands of Boracay.
By nightfall of June30, I walk alone...holding a sixer. A long stride to the shore.
I'll sit alone.
Take a gulp.
And another. Until I get myself to believe that the earth has two moons. LOL
Then I'll stand up. Another lonely walk to the chilly crystal waters.
Drifting. Like a bottle.
Obviously, I'll be drunk. HAHAHAHA
It's more than a message. You get the whole letter. A body full of barnacles.
Haaay. Life that is.
Mishooo bot! :D~
2 comments:
Drinkin on the beach is the shit!
If you want to read something thought-provoking maybe you could check out my blog too sometime.
http://earnestanyway.blogspot.com/
cool, I'll add you to my faves too then
have fun next week
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