So this one time my friend and I went to the beach in Charelston. We played in the water for a while/body surfed and goofed off. She got tired and went back to shore to lay in the sun but I wanted to stay in the water. I am a large girl and I float really well (βspecially in salt water) so I found that when i floated on my back and pointed my toes out to sea i could ride on top of the waves and it was really fun and relaxing. Then after a while I turned around to head back to shoreβ¦
and i couldnβt see it.
My dumbass had floated out to sea with the tide. And the only thought that went through my head wasΒ βThe oceanβ¦she wants meβ
I swam my ass off in the direction I thought the shore was until i could see it and then finally made it back. Its been years but every now and then I think to myself in a very dramatic toneΒ βThe ocean, she wants meβ
10/10 would do again
Imagine if you had gone in the wrong direction
The ocean would have gotten what she wanted















