It is raining, and I have no umbrella.

It is raining, and I have no umbrella.

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A ramble, a word vomit, a rain, there are no words that can describe the visceral feeling of how the water has tainted the skin I once loved.
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If there is one thing I cannot abide its the feeling of being useless.

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