and again.

am glad that hours weren't wasted on porno-graphics.It's an awesomely tiring affair.My judgement about porn is sorta messed up,so I won't elaborate.but am perverted nevertheless.I wonder sometimes, if I'm supposed to be writing thesis on the side effects of porn or am I just too sad.(probably the latter)
somehow,I can't justify it's existence in my life so am left all weirded out...*not to forget-perverted*It leaves me confused cause I probably suck out all the fun-operative word being 'suck'.sHit!it's like I'm Calvin's dad or something...wonder how Calvin would react to porn though>>
siiigh...

rainful.

The rain was uncontrollable.Crushed under his feet,trampled to death,lifeless leaves.The unbearable sound of the shattering rain, made him feel powerful.The winds weren't whispering anymore.They screamed,he was satisfied.
His body couldn't bear the chill.But he stood.Stood strong.Like he never had.The rain, he told himself, was his companion.Nature was on his side,not hers.The heavy raindrops drenched his soul.He felt it soak his heart.The cold winds turned him blue.His companion poured ruthlessly.
The flowing river seemed strong,powerful.The rain had made it so.Gushing under the narrow bridge, it roared like the sea.The height wasn't much.No one would dare.But he could always go for a swim, the weather demanded it.The cold blooded river awaited him.He jumped and was taken.