Rain, rain go away. Actually it’s quite peaceful but there’s a tension in this house a knife couldn’t even cut. It’s one of those days where no matter what you do you can’t get comfortable. It’s as if everything that has been troubling you finally has fallen out of the sky and no one wants to say or do anything about it.
And someone please tell me why the fuck the first time I see an ice cream truck this year is on a day it rains??! Does that make any fucking sense whatsoever??
“Woahhh fell down and hit me in the face when I laid down.” Those tacks are deadly..