eleven hours later and all i got was tired

Listening to: death by stereo
Feeling: torn
the clouds roll in every morning and out every night it's really backwards i'm happier asleep and without that natural blanket i'm freezing all night. but it's not like the sunshine does much anymore it just burns so i guess i'd say i like the rain it's like me it can be soft and beautiful or hard and unrelenting sometimes it's annoying and in just the right amount it can compliment every beautiful flower.
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