The waves crash again, rising with each new gust of wind. Only three figures stand on the beach, two adults and one child. They stop their fun and look to the left, several others headed their way...
I stir, not wanting to now what's going to happen, and bury my face in Niall's chest.
I'm never what I like I'm double sided And I just can't hide I kind of like it When I make you cry 'Cause I'm twisted up, twisted up Inside
Some people are hourglass shaped, some people are apple shaped, some people are pear shaped, some people are even bean pole shaped, but if we’re not careful we all become banana shaped. This is your gentle posture reminder. — Ranger
