To Be Something Of The Ocean...

Can love be truly measured?

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Let’s make a pact with the universe: One day, when science and magic finally shake hands, we’ll claim that crescent like a cosmic park bench. Until then—we’ll dangle our legs from rooftops, swing from moon-shaped lanterns, and send paper rockets into the sky with our wishes tied to the fins. The moon’s been a daydreamer’s throne for thousands of years… who’s to say our souls haven’t already sat there?

I was never normal or ordinary, it was either an extraordinary love or nothing at all. Here's to the love of my life.

I wonder sometimes if I'm already dead... and what I'm living is just a dream.

Me talking to Doc: I wish men were a bit less horny 🤭... At least a little bit less so they can see the girl for who she is.

What did you expect, a strong woman? I'm a little girl, I cry for everything.

In truth all my life I never thought anybody would ever want me.

Deep down inside I still feel the same.

"Will you make me some pancakes!!"... I always wanted to be Madison, something of the ocean... 🪸🌊🧜🏻‍♀️

Daryl Hannah in Splash (1984)