july 16th the sky always seems to rain... it sprinkled a bit but it still has been an omen of some sort. It has rained on my birthday for as long as i can remember. Maybe the sky cries for me or something. I can't get upset that i'm dying everyday(no i'm not ill or w/e) figuratively speaking. I feel somewhat mature about the direction my life is
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