i type to you with dripping wet hair and cold skin. and possibly the most thrilling and frightening night. it was an attempt again to sneak out but this time i had a huge caution written in my mind. both my parents were home for once and it was quiet.
nonetheless, the night started humidly and hot. and then lightening and thunder began. usually i'm not scared when sneaking out but knowing that my dad was home made it ten times more frightening for me.
nonetheless i made it home in one piece. and was deaded by my dad from whom i knew from the beginning would catch me especially since he's sleeping in the living room right now.
so nonetheless, it was another fail night. this time, thanks to the rain and thunder. i should have listened. but then, what's life without a little twist and curve?
and ps: no. you do not want to go out in the lightning and thunder.
i don't think your typical romantic kissing in the pouring rain is sexy either.
cause it's fucking wet let me tell you that.
that is all.
-r
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