Don't Blame the Weather

I suggest you listen to the rain before you proceed.
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Meanwhile, here's a random photo of Pewds.

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I don't get why some people put so much effort not to get wet on a stormy day. It's rain. You're bound to get wet. And by wet, I mean that in both ways: literally and… well… the other literally. *looks down and walks away*

Lo siento.
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Yesterday, I woke up with a lot of shiz going on my mind. One of those is the thought of my aunt's death which sends me shivering every single time. She drowned in Glacier Park Montana. I think what makes me sad is the fact that all her hard work and efforts to accomplish a really successful life just ended. Poof. Just like that without any warning. Surprise death is probably the most frightening thing on earth. Just think about it: here you are facing the world with your war mask of some sort trying to smile back at the struggles you have suffered to achieve the life you have now and right when you were trying to deliver the good news to a love one you get hit by a truck and die.

Point is, always deal with people in a nice way or try not to ruin their day. You have no idea what they're going through anyway. Or better yet, do them a huge favor and treat them like its their last day on the planet.

And what's the worst you take 
From every heart you break

Let's have a toast; To the people who paid a lot of sacrifices to earn what they aim and had to suffer death. You are too beautiful for this world to keep. You were and forever will be loved.

*insert silence*

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Speaking of love..

I had the worst experience ever.

That same day, I went to the mall to buy a book and whilst I was on my way to the bookstore: I saw a guy. There I was looking at him and I sensed a tingling feeling on my back. I suddenly felt weak and dizzy then I tried to reach my back where it hurts then I looked at my hands and realized it was bleeding; there was a wooden stick and I pulled it out. Believe me, it hurts like hell. I figured the stick was actually an arrow.

Wait. An arrow?!
I almost fainted.

Then just right above me, I saw a fat baby with a bow. He was mad and yelled, 'Damn you! That was my last one!' I gave him a puzzled look. I didn't know what he meant and just when I was about ask him, he took out a dagger and said, 'You leave me no choice.' Then he leaped towards me and started stabbing me. I'm, like, wtf so I ran. Apparently he was fast enough that he caught up and started stabbing me again and shouting maniacly. And that's when I took the dagger and threw it away from him. I told him he shouldn't be playing with pointy stuff but he smirked and got a gun and shot me right in the heart.

Then, I looked back at the guy.
I was gushing blood all over my chest. And…

I keep bleeding 
I keep keep bleeding love

(I'm seriously laughing at my desk right now.)

That guy was so cute that it made my brain imagine the scene so fast. Mom once told me that I fall fast enough for a person before they can even catch me so I always end up getting hurt. Haha. But it's not a big deal because I recover quickly anyway. Mom said I have a bellyful of endorphin that I should give some to others.

Which I do.
For free.
You're welcome.

I suppose it's more like a defense mechanism that sad people do to counter the grief they have. I won't say it’s a mask because that's like pretending to be happy or acting that we really mind. On my opinion (or whoever else does that), we actually mean it. If we say we're happy for you, we are. If we say we care, we do. We're humans. And believe me, there are only few humans here in the world.

Some are zombies.
And robots.
No emotions at all.

It's like if you let them stand in the rain, they only get wet.

Unlike us, we always feel the rain; the emotions and the inspiration it has despite the damage it actually brings. 

But you know what? There's going to be a rainbow after it.

Enjoy the rainy season!

LOVE,

PLAYLIST:

Oh Sailor! by Mr Little Jeans feat. Silverlake Conservatory of Music Youth Chorale

Accidentally in Love by Counting Crows

Kids by MGMT (Highly recommended)

Coming of Age by Foster the People

Sunshine, Lollipops and Rainbows by Lesle Gore