Rain

I don't know why people hate the rain. I personally love it. The way it smells in the air. The way it smells as it settles on the grass and the trees. The way it feels as the sits on your skin. The way your skin looks with a mist of water drops all over it and the pinkish tink sets into your cheeks and nose. The crispness it leaves in the air. The way you know it's cleaning away all the dirt we have left around. I feel like it cleans away all the bad karma people are putting out and leaving a clean slate to try again. Whenever it rains I know that it's a good day because it makes me smile. It's that simple.

I wish i was in NYC

You can't handle the truth!

You can't handle the truth!: " 

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