14 May 2010

pale as death

taken from lookbook.

on some days i forget our days by the sea. on some days i try to only think about those days for a few minutes per day because it stings to smell that salt in my mind. and taste that free air of being and nothingness as i walk through the cycles of a concrete jungle. i had confused the simple satisfaction of eating a pita on sands beach or biking by the morning aftermath on del playa with timelessness.

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