I miss the rains of Seattle winter.
Bring them back before I am forced to shake my fist at you.
Bring them back before I am forced to shake my fist at you.
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aperfectsonnet:
It's not like I ever see you anymore. You can just pretend that I'm still at home.
cosyne:
Don't shake your fist -- I hate walking home in the rain.