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feeling like the only lesbian whos not into cottagecore
i am an oceancore fucker only. swimming in open waters where my feet are 20-50 feet away from the ocean floor. sand everywhere? yes. god yes. salty hair flush against my face as i dive into a wave before it can wipe me out. balancing on a surfboard before the water claims me. yes
opening my eyes underwater for the first time and fighting the sting because just turning around to look up at the surface and watching the sunlight shatter into broken pieces of light. god. its all i want. to leave society and just become a fucking mermaid.
helping little baby sea turtles crawl out of their eggs and build up their muscle strength while watching them struggle to reach the water. dancing in the sand with that special someone and kissing them and they taste salty and so do u but thats ok. please :cccc
lying against the cool sand as the sun finally dips below the sea as the stars come out to play . the sound of the waves crashing against the sand over & over again sounds like a soundtrack made especially for you and you just cant help but smile & laugh bc everything is so right
riding ur bike to the beach and god its so hot & sweaty but then you smell it. that salty air. you hear the seagulls squawking and the waves crashing into each other. your smile lights up, you pedal faster and dump ur bike and kick up sad running before jumping in where u belong.
theres a cliff separating the waters, you swim around it and your breath is taken away. a little nook of paradise right behind it. tall rocks a lovely pink quartz color as they take the hits the dangerous tides smack against them. you cant take a photo. you just have to remember.
the ocean floor is 50 feet away from the surface. great for some casual free diving. no wetsuit, no flippers. just you and the ocean floor. maybe you grab a shell or two. you look back at surface. you wait until you cant anymore. bubbles wobbling like jellyfish from your mouth.
its not always pretty. sometimes the ocean is angry. she thrashes and cries. her waters dangerous for a while. you sit at the sand you cry with her. she is gray and furious. you are blue and somber. you watch as she calms down and stills. she lets you walk her shore. its okay.
i want to add images now
