YEAGGGG IT RAININGGG

rainy study days 🌧️

rain, to me, is all about life in every imaginable and unimaginable way. everything screams life. like the girl who refuses to open her umbrella because the rain drops feel good against her cheeks and the kid who really wants to be fair to every puddle he jumps onto. The greenest tiniest plants that grow from inbetween tiles and the girl who looks for pretty skies every evening. And it's like nature literally allowed you to soak in it. Bask in it.

Bruh the way some f1 fans fetishise Milton Keynes shows you’ve never been here-or even googled it,

Mk is a gridded hell of roundabouts and business parks, it is manufactured hell out of a businessman’s dreams and an architects nightmares. Pavement? Fuck you. Speeding? Sure you can speed 30 ft to the next roundabout.

I'm such a slut for summer storms

i really need to pick up my order from the bookshop but the weather is just awful and i have to get the train :’’

its that time of the year where I'm always tired, my hands are always cold, I have no energy and no appetite, the sun sets at 16h and the skies are always gray

HOLY FUCK ITS PISSING IT DOWN

like one hand im sooooo happy yayyy rain but also then again fuck i can't see the crow chick on the nest on the tree outside my window and idk if tis ok or not and im freaking out here

All I want to do is find the love of my life and dance under the rain.

_ Raconteur's Muse

Nature's Castle

Within the ginormous hallway of towering trees A passageway of Nature's boundless castle, A symphonic song of rustling leaves, of pouring rain; Of mumbling voices, and distant music Brought together by the pounding, bass-filled percussion of thunder Rings out, Accompanied by the powerful visuals, like a play; The passionate guitarist on his bench, The sand-dusted brick path, The regular folk walking to and from the beach, and the eye-catching ever-bright lightning, crawling across the sky, like a glowing, grabbing hand Touching the clouds, touching the air With skin thrice the heat of the Sun. My skin, though, is soaked through with raindrops, My body, my hair, my clothes together becoming one with Nature's blood. And as I walk the hallway of Nature's castle, hearing the world's orchestra, In an unfamiliar place, I look to you, my familiar face And for one shining moment, lit up by the bolts in the sky I feel as though it was all worth it. And it always will be.

I looove driving at night in the pouring rain. Who wants to come with me for midnight adventures.

it's raining outside and I have to get out of my house to take a train.... see my tears? you won't be able to see them under the rain

Listening to rain fall on the windows while sitting in a cozy classroom reading sonnets is one of the best feelings in the world

I don't fear the rain

The skies echo my despair

I don't fear the thunder

The skies echo my rage

- @edgarallenpoethehoe