Today has actually been quite nice. Aside from hormones kicking me in the ass, iykyk BUT THATS BESIDE THE POINT-

Swimming. Or rather sitting on the shore tbh at sunset and the consequently at night while fireworks are going off is such a surreal experience I swear. Its amazing- like. I cannot describe it- aaaa. It's also a tad bit funny going to the beach because, any other time, I hate my body, hate it. I'm of average weight (mostly) and look fine aside from outwardly appearing a tad bit pudgy. But nothing extreme at all. Mostly just thighs and stomach that cause me troubles. But. Anyway. I normally hate my body despite all my friends telling me I'm relatively attractive. But ig when swimwear an' stuff comes into the equation, for some reason my confidence just shoots up don't know why. Don't know how- just happens :')