So my sister and are walking around Sound Advice Ampitheatre about half an hour before TBS is on and we're passing by the Atticus booth (which was really the Atticus/Macbeth/Some other brand I don't remember booth) and in my head it vaguely registers that someone is shouting through a megaphone. Suddenly it's like "I know that voice..." at the same
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It's a comforting rain. The kind of rain that somehow doesn't gather on the windowpanes but falls straight down into cool puddles, where the drops jump and dance in a perfect ballet. All I can see from my window is trees and the sky is grey and grey in all directions
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bladi blah blah... he's bleeding again... i have vanilla coke and it's not helping. which is sad because that and chocolate always helps...he's still a hottie... i need a boy like whoa...