There’s this perfect spot by the beach (the texture of which I should have photographed) that is right next to a string of boats that sing in the wind from the sea. There are a few slabs of eroded steel, remnants of the now skeletal West Pier, that are perfect for stretching out on, they gradually warm over the course of the day. It was a beautiful day yesterday, and today is beautiful too, except a nerve is trapped in my back and Dali is being grumpy.

Look at that blue!

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  1. faggot-interrupted said: I walked past here earlier I think! Did you ever go to the Marine Biology buildings in Eastney? It was like that times a million (with the boats in the wind)
  2. nataliekane posted this