Vermilioncore
life in turmoil
- Joined
- Oct 17, 2019
- Posts
- 82,715
- Reputation
- 158,228
When it rains I remember things that never happened. I long for things I never had. I mentally put myself in places where I might’ve never been before. Yet somehow all these foreign places and feelings feel familiar. But only when it’s raining.
I wonder why that it is
I wonder why that it is