It’s raining, it’s pouring.

Here comes the rain, here come the tears that belong in the heavens, here to wash away the real tears…to turn warm liquid cold and leave the falacy of comfort behind. Oh what a lie you tell dear sky, you make me wonder weather you’re truly sad, or simply mocking me. Noah_arkenswagg

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