disenchantedspirit

Every story has it's beginning. And your story was no exception. Every story has it's complications. And your story was no exception. Every story has it's own sort of euphoria. And your story was definitely no exception. And your story kicked off on that one fateful day. On that one exceptionally rainy day when you were merely six years old. The irony of that reality was that you, in fact, hated the rain. Well, you didn't necessarily hate the rain itself, you just hated the melancholy that revolved around the particular type of precipitation. And not surprising enough, just as your day seemed to be taking a turn for the worst, and you stepp