I wish dearly that it would rain.
It hasn't in a while here. The only reason it's wet outside recently is because the snow is melting. It's been cloudy, but it's not the same.
I wish I would. Rain comforts me and makes me feel like things are going to be alright. It's odd I know, but it truly makes me feel at peace with the turmoil in my life.
It's a weird way to think. I have a strange connection with the rain in this way. It controls my level of okness.
Right now it's sunny and warm.
And I am not ok.
Bring on the rain nature.
I'm ready.
Please.
Grey out (demiboy)
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The Diary of a Struggling Genderfluid: 2
RandomIt's here for me to rant and you to learn again. A continuation of my previous journal, which just had too many chapters.
