a glimpse into this brain of mine

I am a Pluviophile

This life has thrown crap at you

Actual, horrible crap

And yet

Somehow

You are still here, my dear

Not going anywhere yet

I hope it's never but I can't control

I can only try to help

But you are doing alright now

Still plowing through life like a steamboat

You are tired but inspired

And what you write is the best

I wish you luck with this hobby

For I believe it could be so much more someday

Family is who you feel safe with

I hope you have some you consider thus

It will get better just remeber

Boobage and it's degrees

Ok?

Ok.