- Shit!
- You scared me.
- She's at the store.
She'll be back in like an hour.
This is a nice place, right?
- Yeah.
You like me?
- I guess.
Anything I can do for you?
I just wanna be there
for you, that's all.
Maybe you need a
little extra cash.
I know you done this before.
Really?
I'm a little more
expensive than my mom.
Ow!
Shit.
- You got just as bad
of a fucking attitude!
!
Get the fuck away from her!
- Fucking join in, bitch!
Teach your bitch kid
some fucking manners!
Do it, bitch!
- Hey.
This has got to stop.
Get your shit together.
We're getting out of here.
Come on, let's go.
Come on!
- Okay.
- Christ.
Throw me my phone.
Thanks.
Shit.
Thank God we've got a guy
coming here in 10 minutes
who can pay for this shit.
Fuck, where's my makeup?
Can you see it?
- Sorta.
But it's pretty dark in here.
He probably won't notice.
- You wanna wait in the
bathroom or the car?
- Bathroom.
- Actually, wait in the car.
You're getting too big
to hide in the shower.
- Okay.
Got my vaporizer in there?
Thanks.
- Hey.
You forgetting something?
Give it 45 minutes, max.
- Okay.
What's up, nia?
- Hey.
- Fix this.
It looks like shit,
I'm telling you.
Hey.
- Hola, Kimmy.
- Oh, come on.
Honey, I missed you.
Show me some love.
This is my baby girl, Shara.
- Hi.
All right, fuck it, come on in.
- All right, let's go.
- Room's 300 bucks a month.
All the utilities are included.
You have a small fridge and
a hotplate right there.
- This is so ghetto.
- Get out.
- Yes.
- Fuck.
Washer and dryer.
If you wanna use that
it's gonna be an extra
hundred bucks a month.
Or you could use the
laundromat down the street
but I don't recommend.
- I'm sure, if we need
to use the laundry,
we can work something out.
- I'm sure we can.
- We can.
Because, you know, I
don't usually allow
other people's kids
here or anything.
- She's fine.
Did you enjoy the show?
So you guys moving in or?
Are you one of my dad's whores?
- Yep.
- My mom met your dad in
a court ordered rehab.
They used to fuck.
We're renting a room.
- Okay.
So I guess we're housemates.
Nice.
By the way,
nice tits.
I know you love it.
Here you go.
What?
I thought this was yours.
You shouldn't leave your
purse lying around,
what're you doing?
- Not mine.
Okay, let's see if
there's an ID in here.
And there is no ID.
Just a bunch of Benjamins.
Please.
- Jamie.
- Yeah, I guess,
considering I've
already seen your tits
and you're crashing at my pad.
Yeah, why not?
You a...
Are you fucking kidding me?
You said a sip, whoa.
- All right.
- Your fascination with my tits
isn't impressing me at all.
- Jesus Christ, I'm
sorry, you're hot.
What am I supposed to do?
And you put on a
crazy show for me.
I aint complaining but
I didn't expect that.
To come home to
random some chick
doing back flips in your pool?
- Pretty much, yeah.
- All I'm saying is
that it was hot, shit.
Another beer?
Okay.
Let me check.
- Actually, nevermind.
I'll see you later.
- So you know what to do.
He's obviously got
dough, which is good.
- If I'm not out in
like three hours.
- Look at this
neighborhood, girl.
Time is money.
- Hey, sugar
britches, over here.
I'm gonna bring you
in through the side.
- Okay.
- It'll be a little
more discreet.
How's yourself?
- Oh, I'm fine, thanks.
- You know, I'm not trying to
be an asshole or anything,
but you look a little older
than I thought you'd be.
I mean, your ad said 27.
- Yeah, well, it's
bright out here.
- I guess it is.
So who's the little chick
in the car with you?
- My daughter.
And don't ask.
You couldn't afford her.
Mother, daughter tag-team.
I've never tried that.
It sounds so freaking hot.
- Yeah, well, I didn't
say we'd do it together.
Woo!
- Oh.
Five grand.
Done.
We'll save it for next time.
Tonight I'm gonna take mommy
out for a little test drive.
- Okay.
- She's fucking gross.
- Put your seatbelt on.
- You fucking stink.
You smell.
Like a dirty whore who
just got her ass fucked.
Are you fucking kidding me?!
You stupid, fucking
ungrateful bitch!
Fuck you!
Fuck you!
Once again, you fucked us out
of our living situation!
Now I've gotta work double
time to pay for this shit!
You think that's okay?
Is that okay to you, you
stupid little bitch?!
Idiot!
Fuck, damn it!
You hungry?
Hello?
Are you hungry?
- I don't care.
- Okay, you don't care.
Good.
Here you go, thank you.
Don't be mad at me.
You little piglet.
Here, eat your fries.
Your soggy fries.
- My favorite soggy fries.
- I know, I got them for you.
Oh my gosh.
I know you don't see it,
but I'm doing all this for you.
- You're right.
I don't see it.
- Okay, feel this.
Stick those fries in your
mouth and feel that.
- Ew.
- I know, I don't
wanna gross you out.
- Feel it.
Is that a scar?
- Mhmm.
This guy had me facedown
in a bed in a motel room
with a knife like this big.
Tried to cut my head off.
You probably wish he did.
Seriously.
Because of me,
you're gonna know how to
avoid fucking sickos.
You're gonna know how to
make money the right way.
How to do this correctly and
not be taken advantage of.
You know?
I wish I had someone like
me when I first started.
You're so lucky.
You have no idea
how lucky you are.
- How come you didn't
tell me this until now?
- I don't know.
Up until now, why would I?
It seems like you're old
enough now to know.
- I guess.
- Yeah.
Please get this
sauce out of here
because if I stick my
finger in it one more time,
I'm gonna kill you, okay?
- Ew, I just did it.
- That's disgusting.
You're like a little piglet.
- Shit.
Watch it!
- Relax, I wasn't
gonna hit you, shit.
- Yeah, really.
Where you going?
- The beach.
Do you want a ride or
something or what?
- Yeah.
- Okay.
- Be careful.
- Right.
It's pretty here.
- I guess.
I see it so much I don't
really think about it.
- Have you ever thought about
walking into the ocean?
Like, you start at the shore
and you just keep walking
until the water
covers up your head
and you keep going
till you can't.
- You float away,
to a happier place.
- Yeah, I wish it was that easy.
- It's that easy for you.
You have a house.
Your dad seems okay.
- My dad's a fucking tweaker.
You can't really take
everything he says too serious.
Like meth?
- Yeah.
Fucking ice.
- His teeth are jacked already.
Do you know how much
ice you gotta smoke
for your teeth to rot out?
- No.
- Like every day for a year.
- I'd be lying if I said
I haven't tried it.
It's not really my thing.
Cap let's me do whatever
the fuck I want.
Fuck it.
It's all good.
Hey, look here.
Smile.
Perfect.
- Let's do one together.
- Okay.
- Ew.
That's so sick.
Get away from me!
Ugh!
- Oh my god, dude.
- Come here.
- Okay.
- There.
- Wow, you weren't kidding.
- This is strong.
Oh god.
Where'd you get that shit?
Okay, listen.
"A former playmate
looking for honest,"
"sincere, generous
gentlemen for..."
- Yeah, I coulda been.
Whatever.
Get up.
- I'm trying to sleep.
Don't fuck with me!
Get up!
- Shit.
I wanna take some
new pics of you.
You should have your own ad.
- No way.
Yeah way, sit up.
Just take another
hit, it'll relax you.
Stop acting like an idiot!
Sit up on your knees.
- I am.
Drop the sheet.
Just relax, okay?
Get your hair out of your face.
Give me a little, sexy smile.
- Ass in the air.
Show me that butt.
You look gorgeous.
Give me the look of sex.
Just do what he wants, okay?
He paid for an hour but
it's a 45 minute hour.
I'll bang on the door
when the time's up.
Just stop it!
Your hair looks
like fucking shit.
- Ow.
- Just relax. Jesus.
Okay, okay, listen.
Let me give you the harsh
reality, all right?
We've got no money, we've
got no place to stay.
We got nothing.
All we have is you and me.
I could go in there right now
and make enough money to
pay the rent for one week.
You go in, you pay the rent
for two weeks, get it?
All these sick fucks want young.
Here.
Take a hit of this.
It'll relax you.
Not too much.
Don't wanna stink.
All right, ready?
Let's go.
Hi.
- Hi.
Thanks.
- Come on.
Are you nervous?
- Um.
- Don't be.
Come on, let's
have a little fun.
Have you ever tried blow?
- Yeah.
- Come here.
Here.
You're no joke.
I wanna see you dance.
Will you dance for me?
- There's no music.
- Sing.
- No way.
- You're kinda hot
for an older guy.
Since when did I
become the older guy?
Shit.
Dance with me.
I just wanna look.
- Hey.
- Hey.
- A little while ago.
- I'm exhausted.
Wanna?
- I'm good.
- Oh, I almost forgot, shit.
I got this for you.
- Thanks.
- Yeah.
- You're so fucking cool.
You get me.
You don't judge me.
You're so different from
everybody else I've met.
I don't know, most girls in
Venice are just bitches.
- Sometimes.
If you're a dick.
- Never.
- Yeah, that's
what they all say.
- Okay.
That's kinda harsh.
- It's just,
I've seen my mom get fucked over
like a thousand times by guys
and it's getting old.
- Maybe it's a problem.
She's kinda rough, no offense.
- It's not her fault.
She's just totally fucked up.
- Obviously.
- Seriously.
My mom never had a family.
She started stripping at 18.
She had nothing and she
had to take care of me.
She could've easily given me up.
So,
considering all that,
she's done pretty okay.
- I really don't get why
you keep doing this.
- Like defending her.
- All we have is each other.
Thanks for thinking of me.
- Everyday.
Fuck.
Whoa.
All right.
- Look at me.
I really like you.
I'm sorry.
- Listen.
- I smoke weed.
There you go.
- Whoa, whoa.
What're you doing?
What about your teeth?
- I'm just trying it.
- Let me do it for you then.
Shit.
You all right?
- Yeah.
- Oh hell yeah.
Get it boy.
God, that shit turns bitches on.
I love it.
This is better than porn.
- Sorry.
I'll be out in a minute.
Jesus loves me
Yes, I know
For the bible
Tells me so
Little children
We below
- Hey, don't go in there.
He said we could use the
kitchen and the laundry.
- No!
Seriously!
- Get your fucking
hands off of me!
What the fuck, man!
What are you doing? Let's go!
Let's go!
Goddamn fuck!
I told you not to
fucking touch her, man!
Let's go.
Come on, baby, let's
go, let's go.
Cap has a stash.
Well, had a stash.
Fuck, it's only 260 bucks.
I need a drink or ice or
something to get this edge off.
Baby, you want something?
- I don't care.
- Everything's going
to be okay, all right?
Don't worry about it.
I'll be right back.
Yo, babe, where you at?
Just a minute.
- Okay.
What're you, on the rag?
I don't know.
- He didn't touch me.
I can't believe
we're on our own.
What're we gonna do now?
- We kinda blew all
the money already
and I'm worried about
you getting caught.
- Don't worry about it, hun.
I got a plan.
We're moving forward and
everything's gonna be okay.
No more bullshit, you hear me?
- Okay.
My man!
- Word.
You ready?
- Yeah.
- Let's do it.
- Jill.
- Hi.
- Hi.
- Sure.
- Fucked up.
- Kristi will take
over from here.
- Well hello, Kristi.
Yo, these just came in.
- Leave it there.
- God, you're so fucking hot.
You like staying here?
- It just needs some flowers,
then it'll be perfect.
Like our own little home.
- You got it.
Tomorrow.
Flowers.
- Daisies.
- There she is.
Miss America.
- Hey, my friend's talking
to you, Miss America,
don't be rude!
- Ow.
- Bet you got a
virgin ass, hooker.
- Get off me!
If I'm a hooker than
you owe me this.
- The hell I do!
Give it back!
- Back the fuck off of me!
Pervert!
- Hey! Hey! Hey!
- This little bitch
just stole my money.
- Hey, asshole!
- Check her tits!
Check her tits!
She's got 250 in there.
- Stupid ass!
- Come on.
Did you rip some
guy off or what?
- He stuck his finger up my ass
and he called me a hooker.
- Maybe you shouldn't
be wearing a skirt
with your fucking ass
hanging out of it.
- I could be walking
around naked.
That doesn't give him or anyone
the right to do that to me.
- Spoken like a true fucking
whore, congratulations.
Did your mom teach
you that bullshit?
- My mom taught me not to
give anything away for free!
So no, I didn't steal
anyone's money.
He owed me.
I knew it.
I fucking knew it.
- You don't have any idea.
I have a fucking idea, babe.
I saw those sick fucking
pictures of you
on your mom's computer.
You were creeping
on her computer?
What the fuck is wrong with you?
You're the fucking whore!
- My mom made me
take those pictures.
- She made you take
those pictures.
She made you stick
your ass in there
and make those stupid
duck lips at the camera?
What, are you fucking
joking me right now?
Maybe you should just
go back to whoring.
It seems to work best for you.
- Fuck you!
Fuck you!
- Fuck you!
!
Huh?!
Why don't you just go fucking
cut yourself, baby?!
Don't think I haven't noticed
this fucking bullshit
on your leg!
You fucking psychopath
motherfucking bitch!
- I can't believe,
I can't even fucking believe
I thought I loved you.
Please don't go.
I'm sorry.
I'm sorry.
I'm sorry.
- No.
- Please.
Please don't leave me.
Please.
- Get the fuck away
from me, you slut.
- Fuck!
Fuck!
- Shut the fuck up, bitch!
Shut the fuck up!
What the fuck are
you talking about?!
Shut up, bitch!
Don't say another
word!
- Please, just...
- Shut up!
- Shut up, bitch!
God!
Shut the fuck up!
I'm sorry.
Don't tell me what to do!
I'm sorry.
Shut up!
Your boyfriend said
he would pay today.
I can't keep letting
you without pay.
- Yeah, I'm gonna go
meet him right now.
He has it.
- Get it to me by 5PM.
If not, you're out!
- Okay.
- Hey.
You okay?
Yeah.
- Hop in.
You're all right, I won't bite.
What are you doing
walking around
in a neighborhood like this
in the middle of the night?
You know how dangerous that is?
- Yeah.
- You're lucky you found
me and not some lunatic.
Will that help?
- Yeah, thank you.
Thank you.
- All right, let's do this.
- I didn't know.
- Hooker school 101,
you negotiate before
you get in the car.
Don't tell me you're standing
here for your health.
You wanna make the
20 bucks or not?
If you don't you can give it
back and you can get out.
- Okay, okay.
- That's my girl.
Douchebag.
- Yo!
- Ow.
- What the hell are you
doing in my backyard?
- Hi.
Sorry.
How are you?
I'm fucking fabulous.
What're you doing here?
- Well,
remember when you offered
me a hundred dollars?
- Yeah.
- I was just wondering
how much you'd offer me
for the whole thing.
- A place to stay for awhile.
- Tell me what a
fucking slut you are!
Can I offer you a cocktail?
- Thanks.
Instagram or Twitter or
some shit like that?
- Mhmm.
- So...
How's your mom?
Not that I actually give a shit.
I just thought I'd be nice.
You know,
the only reason.
I let you and your
mom stay here before
was because of you.
I really feel like we
have a connection.
Age
shouldn't matter,
you know?
Age is just a number.
That thing that happened
between me and your mom.
Stupid fight.
Your mom,
she pushed me there, you know?
You know how she is.
Really wasn't my fault.
Anyway.
Glad you're here.
Nice of me to let
you stay here, huh?
God, you are perfect.
Suck it.
Goddamn, you're a
sexy little bitch.
- Hi.
- I'm here about the job.
- You're the girl I talked
on the phone earlier.
- Mhmm.
- Yeah.
Yeah, follow me.
- I'm 18,
five, two.
Long dark hair.
B-cup.
What do you say, baby?
You wanna come by?
I have a girlfriend here too.
If you want to play
with both of is.
- Come, come in.
Don't be scared.
Come closer.
What are you.
Am I going to see your face on
a milk carton anytime soon?
- No.
My parents are dead, so
you don't have to worry.
- I've done it before.
- Like, with guys and
stuff for money.
- I have a very rich clientele.
VIP.
VIP only.
That means famous actors,
Hollywood producers,
business men.
Very, very important people.
Got it?
You get a thousand
dollars an hour
and I'll keep 40 percent.
And this is the best
deal you can find.
Trust me.
Most people take 60, 70 percent
and some take it all.
So what are you willing to do?
- I don't know.
- Can you do girls on girls,
double penetration, anal?
Any specific fetishes?
I have this client,
he gets off on
sexual necrophilia.
Most girls love it.
You have to pretend
you enjoy yourself.
Just pretend you're dead.
Very easy.
You can do it, right?
- Mhmm.
- "C.O.F." is "cum on face."
And "B.B.B.J." is
"bareback blowjob."
- Mhmm.
- Oh my god.
Okay, just go with Sero.
I'll talk to you later.
- Sit with them.
- Hey.
- Hi.
- You'll learn to check up.
It'll seem like nothing.
- I'll take her.
- I don't know.
- Come on.
Let me take some
pictures of you.
I can text some clients.
They'll want to come to see you.
Hi.
You should be a
professional model.
Oh my God.
Come on, honey.
Get in the picture.
Oh my, incredible.
You like snow?
Makes you feel sexy, huh?
- What the fuck do you
think you're doing,
you little asshole?!
Huh?
Get up, you little
fucking bitch!
You little punk ass!
I'll fucking murder...
- I fucking hate you, man!
Fuck!
- Little fucking cunt.
You little motherfucker.
Come back here, you
little motherfucker!
I'm gonna fucking kill you!
You son-of-a-bitch!
- Sure.
- Safety first.
- For sure.
- No.
- It's no biggie.
I mean, everything's
basically the same,
just softer.
- Okay.
How long have you
been working here?
- Like three months.
It's pretty good.
Plus, I wanna get into porn
and this is better for that.
- Yeah, your price goes up
when you become a porn star.
- I mean, guys are
willing to pay more
if they've seen your movies.
I met an agent the other
day and he's gonna help me
get into the industry.
We took a bunch of photos
and he's gonna send them
to some big time porn producers.
I'm excited.
- That's really cool.
- Follow my lead.
Hi.
- Hi.
If you'd like to
take a shower first,
you're more than welcome to.
I turn my sexy on
I don't think they're
ready for me
My camera-basking tone
Will make them lick
their lips for me
- I heard you were great.
Such a good worker.
Such a beauty.
I'm very happy to have you here.
- Um.
- You owe Sero for drugs, honey.
I took it out of your pay.
Come on.
- Thanks for the warning.
- Only because I like you.
Come back tomorrow, honey.
You're gonna make
twice more money.
Maybe three times
with your beauty.
Oh.
Honey, you're gonna
make lots of money.
I promise you.
Okay? Chop, chop.
- Shara!
Have you been smoking
this shit in my house?
- It's just water vapor.
- Disrespectful
fucking little cunt!
You gonna get blood on my fucking
furniture, I swear to God!
Get up!
Fucking little bitch!
You're worse than
your fucking mom!
No!
- Shut the fuck up!
Shut the fuck up!
Shut the fuck up!
What What.
- Hey.
- Look.
- Yeah.
We don't talk much though.
- I don't even know
who my dad is.
- Maybe that's better.
- I guess.
- Those are the pictures
my agent took of me
to get into porn.
What do you think?
- I think you're beautiful.
Aren't you scared?
- You know,
of never getting out.
- When I turn 30, I'm
gonna stop doing this.
I'm gonna get married
and be a housewife.
Have lots of kids and pets.
I can't wait.
- Yeah, I'm calling
about your ad.
- I'm calling about the
girl in the pink dress.
- You're talking
to her, sweetie.
- Okay, whatever.
Just let me know
where you're at.
Okay.
Fucking bitch.
- Have a nice day.
- You too.
- Let me call you back.
- He said you would know.
- I don't know.
- I don't want them.
You can have them or you
can throw them out.
- Really.
- Bring all the tips to me.
I'll hold everything.
If you they want
extra, let me know.
I'll give you the price.
- Yes!
Yes!
Oh, fuck!
Smack that ass!
- And then the groom wanted me
to stick liquorice up his butt.
- That is so sick.
- Ew.
- Ugh.
Did you do it?
- I tried.
It was like sticking a wet
noodle up a cat's ass.
Not happening.
- Okay.
- Girls, pull it together.
We have a customer coming up.
Come on, let's go, let's go!
Really?
- No.
- I feel like I can't
do anything without it.
- It's in that
pocket, right there.
- Hello.
Welcome.
Are you Alex?
- Yeah.
Where's the girl I called about?
- I think so.
- I think we should leave.
- For 500 bucks, I'm staying.
- I guess.
- That's it.
That's the car.
- Hey, ladies.
How are you?
- Fine.
- I hope you like metal.
- This is classy.
- Drink this.
- I don't drink.
- Drink this!
- Get off me, you pig!
- Fucking watch!
- Help!
- Shut the fuck up!
You fucking cunt!
You can just fucking
sit here and watch!
Waiting in darkness
For all of your life
The spell is broken
We will not die
Pulling, you wonder
Nothing you can do
The angel of death
Is coming for you
- Yeah!
Yeah!
Look over here, you
fucking crybaby!
You fucking crybaby!
Look here!
Yeah, this is you next!
You're next!
You're fucking next!
- Tell me what a
little slut you are!
Tell me what a fucking
slut you are!
- You fucking dump cunt!
Get the fuck out of my car.
- It was good.
- I have to talk to you tomorrow.
Just go.
Hello ladies.
You did so good.
I have a present for you.
Go ahead, open it.
Come on.
Beauty, isn't it, huh?
This is my gift to you.
More than a thousand
dollar each.
Well?
I'll talk to you tomorrow.
You can go now.
- You said 500 each.
- Those are pure million
diamond carrot studs.
Much more than a
thousand dollars.
I already told you that!
Much more than 500!
Don't be dumb.
Just go now.
Sero.
Mhmm.
- Shara can not leave.
There is a customer
here for her.
- So lucky.
- No, I can't.
I'm feeling really sick.
I need to go home.
- But he already paid.
- No.
- And he only wants you.
- Come on, you can do it.
Just one more, then
you can go home.
You'll be fine, go!
- I'll do it with you.
- Oh, no, no, no.
He paid only for one
and we don't any thinking
they can get freebies.
- I'll wait for you.
- Okay.
- You're more than welcome
to shower if you need to.
- I don't need a shower.
But I'm thinking
you definitely do.
You look like shit.
Can you talk to me.
You're killing me.
- You left me.
You left me.
- It's okay, you're
coming with me now.
- No.
I'm not.
I don't trust you.
- You don't trust me.
But you're running
around with that scum?
Listen, I'm sorry.
Okay?
I fucked up.
Baby, I fucked up.
I just can't stop
thinking about you.
You're doing blow?
- You're one to talk.
- Come on.
Please.
Please, just come with me.
We could live our life together,
like we planned.
We'll figure it out.
Baby, you're better than is.
Don't turn into your mom.
Please, come on, you're
way better than that.
Look,
I never told you this
but it's true.
I love you.
- Of course.
I can't live another
second without you.
- I had a feeling
you'd come for me.
But I can't go.
They own me now.
- I can't just leave.
- Just make her pay
you for fucking me
and let's get the
fuck out of here.
- It's not that simple.
It is that simple, baby.
Like, trust me.
- It's not.
- Trust me.
I got you.
- Fine.
I'll take care of it.
Just leave.
Go.
- I'm not gonna leave you here.
- I'm trusting you.
I need you to trust me, okay?
Go.
Go.
- Shit.
We need some money.
How much you get from
those sick fucks?
- These are worth something.
- You gotta be
fucking kidding me.
- They're fake.
- No they're not.
She wouldn't do that to me.
She said I was her favorite.
- If you fog up a diamond
with your breath
the fog evaporates off that
spot if the diamond's real
and if not,
they stay cloudy and these
are fucking cloudy as fuck.
You got scammed.
Where's all the money?
I'm not about to let them fuck
you out of what they owe you.
- Doesn't matter.
Forget about it.
- Yeah it does fucking matter.
- I'm serious.
Forget it.
Let's go.
Let's go, get your fucking bag.
- What are you looking for,
there's no money in there.
I told you.
Hey.
What the hell are you doing?
- You think I'm gonna
let them do this to you
and get away with it?
- I'm worried.
- Don't be.
Just stay in the car and
I'll be right back.
You got it?
Yeah?
Okay, come here.
No one fucks with my girl, okay?
- Okay.
Fuck.
- Shara is not here.
Do you want to see someone else?
Don't fuck with me, lady.
Now you fucked with my girl.
Not only do I want her
money, I want all the money.
Do you understand me?
Do you understand me?!
- Yeah.
- Then move.
You too, let's go.
- Sit the fuck down!
Where's the fucking money?
- Hey!
Have you ever thought about
walking into the ocean?
Like, you start at the
shore and keep walking,
until the water
covers up your head.
And you just keep going
until you can't.