My mother pushed me into the sea when I was a kid. No one taught me how to swim. but since then I became a world class swimmer. taught myself everything. just figured it out dont ask me how.
I love it when the waves are 6 feet high or more, I go there alone challenging the waves and death. knowing that I might not return again. but it`s to me like a drug, there is apossibility of over dose and death, but the risk is worth it, cause the way it makes me feel when I go there in that dangerous sea against the current and waves fighting every wave and pulling myself into and down the huge ones.. I literly smile and sometimes laugh out loud when I see another huge wave coming to get me, I just say out loud.. IS THAT WHAT YOU GOT YOU MISERABLE SON OF A BITCH??? YOU CANT KILL MEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!! FUUUUUCK YOUUUUU!!
Today the sea was angry and the waves were almost deadly, I knew it would when I woke up cause the wind speed was extremely high this morning, I went to work and came before the sun goes down, changed cloth and ran to the beach, there was no one there to prevent me or trying to talk to me not to go into the angry waves, so I just took my glassess off and left it there on the chair and ran inside..
next thing was fap fap fap. and Im still alive. AWWWW FUCKEEEEN YEEAAAAAAH!! :awwwyeah: