söndag, maj 20, 2012

You know the feeling of standing front on towards the ocean, and breathing it in? You begin to notice everything, like the violence of the waves fighting against each other, and the whistle of the wind like a crowd cheering on a battle.
The ocean is a beautiful thing, but my God, I hate the ocean. 
It’s a war, in there. It’s a constant battle against itself, and there’s never a winner. Fascinating, but infuriating.

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