I always get sand in my shoes.
More cerveza-water-beer men keep appearing.
They carry little red cans of the tastiest beer in the whole of the world.
I don't want to leave. I know I'll have to.
teams fill me with a giddy all-over sensation.
Recalling every beach party I've ever been to.
(via delicious scopitone)
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nice lines..
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