The minute I hit the sand at the ocean all of it goes away.
Everything.
Time.
Fear.
Life.
Just give me that, okay? Stop telling me that's my song. Stop telling me what to do, who to spend time with, who to love. Stop haunting me. Stop tormenting me. Stop judging, just fucking stop everything.
It's Henry's birthday today and you couldn't even let this go just for one single day and some days I wish the ocean would just take you away.
