Beach with hips like Kim Kardashian, with sand like reverse color of any stringbikini girl from Dominican Republic, with wet waves like brazil languages, beach like a dream. Where are you, my beach? I’m your son, your lover, your dreamer.

The beach white like my screen, like my empty blog, like whitening memory of tanga on her hips, c string between her legs, infinite lightness of pleasures. Beach of my memory, my drying Sahara of non existing touches, unexisting lips. Millions of pixels, lines of young bodies, of empty swimsuits for women, proves of fights with my keyboard, all lost. In love with words coming and going, inspiration for the poorest people unable to move out, to throw out the computer, go to the beach to feel the cold waves, the hot waves, to feel the body. I, an error, a biological trap, an old guy on a wheelchair, writing nonsense for nobody, never, for the silence. Everything will be forgotten, my words, your words, my thoughts, images of these sexy girls on the most wild beaches of the world.

Millions of people looking at the screens, at images of empty beaches. Empty paradise with just one smiling woman. Elder and elder, more stupid and silly. That’s what I’m: your grandpa, your own future. So instead looking at those images go and love them, if you still can. Girls string or in billabong tankini, who cares. I hope nobody read it, I’m too drunk today to write anything grammatically correct, my eyes, my eyes are weaker every day, every night, every night of watching their lines, the smoothness of their bodies, their youth, beauty, sweetness. I’m an animal, dying animal. And I die on the beach. There’s no other men, only 1000 exotic beauties in string bikini, all laughing, joyful, eternal. I don’t want any other paradise, I want this one: an eternal beach with white sand, evergreen forest in the background, hot water and young girls in bikini. Now I can die. I’m ready. I go.

Beach Bikini Girl 1

Hi, my name is Uaye. I like sport and strong men. I like to feel the palm trees with my butts. Do you like my triangle bikini? I like it also. I live in Sierra Leone and I don’t want to move to Europe or any such cold place. If you want marrying me you have to come to my place. I don’t like lies and ladies men so if you are looking for a girl for one night don’t talk to me. I’ve good heart but only for honest and strong man. I wait for you.

Beach Bikini Girl 2

Hi, my name is Natasha. Do you like my navel? I can take off my bottom bikini if you like but only if you’re funny and not elder than 93. I live in Phi-Phi, I’m a professional angel from tropical paradise. After hours I change my bikini to something more suitable for sex and I go swimming with nice guys. I don’t want any children now so don’t be an idiot and don’t ask me to marry you. Thanks for understanding.

Beach Bikini Girl 3

Hi, my name is Fever. My graphic designer has exaggerated a little bit but this is more or less as I’m. I’m red, hot, I desire you and I’m very easy going. And how do you like my bikini? As you can see I’m waiting on this picture for a long kiss from a god. God, kiss me! I want be yours! All yours!