under ink stained rocks we bake, human lizards of vacation stretching our skin. Our eyelids grow heavy, we are lazy; soporific and salt water crazy. These are the times.
I've got a new song up on SoundCloud, I wrote it the other night for a girl I know who's dating a dick. I think she deserves better, but she doesn't. It's called Lied To Me.
This wasteland of hidden gems, this forgotten corner of the world, this is where I waste my time making the most of life. And every time I paddle out I'm grateful. x