Thoughts of Blue

i’m thinking about the sound of running water. and how much i used to hate it. but there’s something magical about water that refreshes and cleanses.

i want to go to the beach on a rainy day.

i’m thinking about whirlpools and blackholes. and feelings of being completely sucked in. i forget what that feels like. i forget what its like to completely give yourself over and love and be loved. you ruined me.

cheap metal. i want stainless steel. the hard water is leaving marks on my stainless steel. or maybe the reason there are marks on the steel is because it’s not stainless? who gives a–

and there’s something very holy about water that seems to wash away our wrongs. forgive me God, for i have sinned. is it too late?

i’m thinking about a cure. for broken hearts and feeling insecure.