The ocean is huge but whales are huger. It makes sense. Somehow it makes sense. The elegance in which the tail lifts then descends.
we can't hang out anymore
why not
cuz all we ever do is talk about death
so. what's wrong with that
I told my friend my problem with mortality is not that I'm afraid of dying, it's that I intensely love living. I do. This particular life too.
