Feb 24, 2011

it's raining, raining



i don't know what i want. i really don't. i'm sitting in a big puddle of confusion and it's raining, and i'd love it if someone was there to pick me up, dry me off, hand me an umbrella and encourage me to keep moving. but hey, i've been riding solo for a long time, might as well keep on going, no matter how badly i want to give up.

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