Listening to: David bowie: never get old
it is beginning to storm outside
the trees are being whipped around the uniform outlines of the trailers surrounding mine.
the sky looks so pretty. i want it to just fall apart.... let everything out on me.
i want to be rained on
i wish it would thunder and rain until i dont even know when
the fury of that would calm me... and i want it so badly....
there is some now... but not enough to make my brother cry out of fright..
not enough to make me close my eyes and smile.
EDIT: 20 Minutes Later
HOORAY THE THUNDER IS LOUDER/CLOSER AND IT IS FINALLY RAINING
-revengesweet
thanx
were punkrock/hardrock/a bit of emo