My ocean treasures:
Lighters, diapers, plastic bags, stryofoam cups, plastic bottles, batteries, sandles, motor oil and antifreeze containers, sunglasses, chips and other junk food bags, a large suitcase full of meth and cash sealed in ziploc bags and duct tape, cigarette butts, lost t-shirts, and shreds of fishing nets.
I have stopped counting due to the fact that throughout the day I often find myself counting the silly bulls (sic) plodding through my mind and it was kind of making me crazy. So I said, "enough of this shite!" and now I do not count and I feel there is a great freedom in not following these rules.
Tampons in the ocean.
Diapers oozing gel and baby shit.
Ramen cups and plastic spoons.
This is wrong.
Die, humans, die.