when all else fails, talk about the weather
So lady Winter is back today, the frosty bitch.
the sky is white, the ground is white. today the world here resembles this medieval white velvet dress that i purchased from hot topic quite some time ago. the sidewalks and mud are all the stains that i actually managed not to get on it.
i have to admit, as much as i dislike the season, it is quite pretty.
it's not really that cold, so the snowflakes are big and fluffy, and the raindrops that didn't manage to crystallize into snow dot the tips of branches, glistening irridescently.
maybe raindrops are all the failed snowflakes, the ones that couldn't quite make the cut. maybe the atmosphere is like the los angeles of the heavens, and that little raindrop waitresses in a precipitation coffee shop, waiting for that big cold snap.
the sky is white, the ground is white. today the world here resembles this medieval white velvet dress that i purchased from hot topic quite some time ago. the sidewalks and mud are all the stains that i actually managed not to get on it.
i have to admit, as much as i dislike the season, it is quite pretty.
it's not really that cold, so the snowflakes are big and fluffy, and the raindrops that didn't manage to crystallize into snow dot the tips of branches, glistening irridescently.
maybe raindrops are all the failed snowflakes, the ones that couldn't quite make the cut. maybe the atmosphere is like the los angeles of the heavens, and that little raindrop waitresses in a precipitation coffee shop, waiting for that big cold snap.