Rain.

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So, half the YWS population are talking about how great the snow is, and the rest of us are just sitting here jealously.

So.

Let's talk about rain.

I love rain, don't you?

-Stella x
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The rain is defiantly great.
I Love it the best during summer, when it's warm and calming, not freezing and mixed with snow. I also especially love the scent and the feel of outside after rain has fallen.
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Seeing as I don't like snow, rain has got my vote!

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I feel your pain. Ah, Rain.........

Oh god why do they get snow?!

Oh well, Happy holidays!
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Stells! Yay, yay, yay! Thanks for making this topic. Totally makes me jump with glee! :D
Anyways, the rain gives me lots of inspirations. It rocks. Hence my username...the Sunshine part is just there for kicks. :D
Stella, great topic!
*giggles*
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Well...I have no snow or rain. Just fog. So, my weather sucks cow nipples. I'm jealous of all of you!

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