Running from Lighting I loved rain. I love it so much that I walked down this city side walk with no umbrella and my jacket is wide open. I'm soaked. I don't care. Why should I? I believe that if you love the rain, invite it into you..it wont make you sick. I see lots of people with hats on and thick coats buttoned up to their chins, scurrying down the side walks with umbrellas over there heads. They might get sick. But I wont.Running from Lighting by MyLaplander
Thunder gently rumbles above my head. I always believed it was hoofed animals, maybe buffalo of horses, up above us, running from something across thick, puffy, gray planes. I still can picture them racing past us, over our heads, with each drum beat of nature. I lift my face to the sky as the next rumble comes, I feel the hoof beats in my heart as water slips down my neck.
I drop my face again looking out down the side walk, as I see another shape pass through street lamp. A Boy..or a man..he was in that awkward stage in betw
Hay thur person. Name's Mike, from Russia. 21. |
There's more boring things about me on my tumblr. Follow if you have one, but if you dont, I dont care. Dont ask to follow back, because I wont.
I'm not tumblr famous but my url is getting known throughout the TH fandom. *won't say how many followers I have*
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