1 week ago. December 12, 2024 at 5:23 AM
I always said that if I could go anywhere, it had to be a place with an ocean.
Not only because I love the way my ass looks in a bikini-
but because a small part of me hopes that maybe, I will drown.
Death is inevitable. And I swear to you I'm not crazy, I don't crave death. I don't crave the attention that comes after you die either- I crave the closeness of water.
Waves engulf you. They beat you and choke you. They drag you in, close and tight caressing you; kissing every inch of your skin- ripping at your suit pulling your hair snatching every ounce of oxygen you have left just to throw you back to land again.
Sound Familiar?