Jun 20, 2020
I wonder, how can one improve their writing?
Literally just asking.
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I wonder, how can one improve their writing?
Literally just asking.
Of The Ocean
She waded through the water. Little by little, arms out, fingers treading through seawater as they would fine silk.
The shore stretched out like a net far behind her. Coconut trees sprouting from black sand like pinpricks.
It was a long ways back, yet she wasn't so concerned. She continued on.
The sun was low in the sky, beams cascading in streams of yellow, orange, pink and gold. She lifted a hand, shading her eyes as the sun slowly receded into the horizon.
It was time.
Gazing down, she watched as her toes crunched into the soft sand below. It was always entrancing, each time she gave herself back to the ocean.
With a call, soulful, melodious, the moon revealed itself from behind parting clouds. A large disk, pushing the tides to it's biding.
Finally, sea-green orbs fluttered shut. A smile, little, yet welcoming of the change soon to follow.
With a flip, the waters rose, shading her from the eyes of the world. Once the waves had settled, the skies darkening as the day drew to a close, dark gold scales glinted in those final rays of daylight.
Faster than the naked eye could see, the mermaid swam away.
i wish i had the strength to tell you how fucked up you are and how fucked up you've made me
something i should have realized a long time ago
jagger: (noun) genetic mistake synonyms: fuck-up, fucked up, ew, pitiful, no
im in so fucking deep, there's no coming back from this
me, every time you send me a text 18:57 (why do i hate myself)
maybe i was meant to die young, maybe i was meant for this.
19:09 - (why do i hate myself)
the feelings of lust and love arent the same thing and i know that but i just keep getting them mixed up
18:22 (why do i hate myself)
ive been feeling more alone and it doesn't bother me much anymore the feeling used to sit in my stomach but its eased back to my spine and filled up my head everything just seems cloudy i feel isolated