September 19, 2011 / Post a Comment

when it rains on this side of town It touches everything.
You made yourself a bed at the bottom of the blackest hole and convinced yourself that it's not the reason you don't see the sun anymore

It never rains, but it pours

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{ Darianne } on: Monday, 19 September, 2011 said...

I like the rain. I love these pictures!

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