it’s raining now and there is nothing i like more than the fury of the storm dashing itself onto its surroundings, of the violent patter of the rain, and the howl of the wind.
you always sleep better after the violence has abated.
it’s raining now and there is nothing i like more than the fury of the storm dashing itself onto its surroundings, of the violent patter of the rain, and the howl of the wind.
you always sleep better after the violence has abated.
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