ITS MINE NOW BISHES!!!

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Rain, many people don't like it, but I do. It reminds me of myself. It reminds me of my sorrow. It's calms me. The lightening my flashes of joy, the thunder my anger and hate, the cold rain my loneliness and sorrow. As if the world was crying with me.

ITS MINE!! I CLAIMED IT!!! I PISSED ON IT SO I MARKED MY TERRITORY!!! AND NOW ITS MINE!!!

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