I just like to sit out in the rain. It's relaxing, and surprisingly, very wet.
I faced death. I went in with my arms swinging. But I heard my own breath and had to face that I'm still living. I'm still flesh. I hold on to awful feelings. I'm not dead... My chest still draws breath. I hold it. I'm buoyant. There's no end.
Had a storm last night that just wouldn't go away. Started around 10pm and didnt stop till about 2am. Lots of rain. The thunder and lightning wasn't too bad either.
-Jillian member of the pokémon league i wanna hold you high and steal your pain away if i don't make it know that i've loved you all along when you are with me i'm free that hazy moon will be ash in the wind real soon
We had some crazy-ass thunder and lightning a couple weeks ago, so we just turned off all the lights and sat and watched the lightning out the front window.
I just like to sit out in the rain. It's relaxing, and surprisingly, very wet.
Me too. I went out today and jumped on the tramp while it was thundering and lightning and raining. Best feeling ever. I figure if I die, I'll die happy, eh?