I π€ Drew Starkey ββββββββββββββ β πΏHE πΊCEAN felt cold yet was the most comfortable she has ever felt in a long time. It has been hours since the sun has layed its' head on the horizon to rest - so that the velvet night can be painted in a diamond of dust. The moon loomed over her like a gentle whisper of a mother's comfort in times of need. The comfort of the oceans breeze and crashing of waves hitting rocks nearly made her fall off her surfboard 'cause of the fatigue she begin to feel. Her body is exhausted from everything - running around πππ ππ§πππ to finding out her fucking boyfriend of 7 months has been cheating on her for months with a π¬π°π°π¬; worse she still hasn't received any e-mails from Harvard yet. πππππ ππ πππ ππππππ, that's who she is but queens are perfect. They have their lives together, perfect in every way possible yet her live feels as though it's been shattered into pieces. A sob ripped through the night like a knife, salt water crystals glowed in the night as they fell into the endless abyss of water surrounding her. Her eyes were puffy, the whites of her eyes red and itchy. She has finally reached rock bottom βAll Rights Reserved