randommanatee

 She didn't know why she was running, all she knew was that she was going. The rain plastered her tangled, normally frizzy hair to her head; her glasses being the only reason she could still see. She stumbled, but managed to catch herself before she hit the wet, hard pavement. The street was barely lit, and despite the summer season, the rain was cold and unforgiving. Using her last bit of energy, she approached a streetlamp and leaned on it. At that moment, years worth of hardships, tears, and misunderstandings were all released. She was alone, and she always would be. That was all she knew. Kersplish, kersplish, kersplish. The undeniabl