It's pouring rain, which makes me all a-flutter. I have some sort of rain fetish. I don't really know why. I don't know where it comes from. I just know that when it happens, I get crazy. I want to go outside and make out in it. It's kind of juvenile I know- maybe it stems from some sixth grade fascination. But it really gets me hot & bothered.
Rain and fighting.
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me too! For realz, I was just thinking that!
miss you.
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