Sunday, June 7

Can you imagine me on a bicycle?

I went for a walk on the beach before. Actually, it was more of a walk along the esplanade, as the whole entire beach was covered by angry looking grey-green waves/water. I’ve never seen the tide so high or far up the beach. I wouldn’t be surprised if there was a fucking great storm tonight, and I wake up tomorrow morning underwater. It’s really bloody fucking cold out, and my hair looks like I just ran through a bramble bush backwards, not to mention my fingers and nose have fallen off.

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