POP ARTIST | WORLDWIDE ADVENTURER SHAMELESS BOOKWORM | CHRONIC DAYDREAMER NIGHT OWL | HORROR BUFF | BLOGGER
Its raining, its pouring. The old man is snoring. He bumped his head, as he went to bed, and he couldnt get up in the...
" I raise my hands above me, closing my eyes and letting the rain strike my face. A weight is lifted and I am free."