It said it was supposed to rain, but in the end it decided to snow. I wish i could describe the beauty of each individual snowflake, their gorgeous patterns and intricate crystals woven together in one tiny drop among an enormity, btu i would be lying. Really, it just showers down. Like icing sugar almost, shaken through a sieve and powdering the ice-slicked roads with a fine layer.
I sound cliche. I hate cliches. I hate lack of originality and inspiration... I spend my entire life trying to be just that little bit different. I used to want to fit in- desperately so- and it took me years to realise that if you fit in it means you're never noticed, and what is the point in living a life where you no one looks twice at you, you never make a difference? Show off your divergence. Broadcast it to the world.
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