i honestly can't say i like the ocean that much. i loved it when i was little, but emma and i don't play sea pups or mermaids anymore. we went back to litchfield beach this summer and i wasn't having a great time. i wasn't sleeping well at all, and the fish house was closed, and everything was getting on my nerves. but i woke up at 2 am, and i saw the moon floating above the water. it was directly out our window, directly above the sea. it was like the ocean was trying to prove to me that i belonged with it. because i'm a sensitive moonchild, cancer sun cancer rising, watery crybaby bitch, i guess.

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and it was right; i did belong there.