i never thought i would say this,

but i think i'm sick of sarcasm.

because it is seriously incredibly difficult to find someone that can discern sarcastic comments from serious ones.

if you are one of the rare few, please come have a conversation with me. one filled with sarcasm and mutual understanding. it would be a nice change.

now i know i've got a heart, because it's breaking.

- tin man, wizard of oz.


you're not the person i thought you were.

pour me a heavy dose of atmosphere

i can't decide whether i like the rain or not.

pros: washing everything away. the feeling of cleansing. gloominess. the perfect backdrop to a warm day spent at home with hot cocoa and a good book.

cons: a horrible backdrop to a cold day at school spent dashing from class to class trying not to get completely drenched.
oh, and wet socks/shoes. shudder.

now, you might think that walking around barefoot in the puddles is completely disgusting.
and it probably is
but if i must have wet feet, i would rather go about it without shoes and socks sticking to them. because i haaateeeee that feeling.

to each his or her own, i suppose.