because you are in france.

May 24, 2005 16:24

the best times of swimming in the ocean are those nights at 3 am when we went to a beach that no one else knew about [or so we convinced ourselves] and then would drive back, windows down, listening to neutral milk hotel and get pancakes and milkshakes. unlock the door with the morning paper.

those are days i loved the beach. those are days i loved you. [i haven't stopped.]
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