I’m looking at the weather forecast for Los Angeles and I still can’t believe it:

Thu80°F 62°F
what the fuck.
I’ve been praying so hard for it to be raining on my birthday, that it’s like these little sunny pictures are taunting me.
But I have faith.
Please let it rain on my birthday.
And if it’s not raining on my birthday, then I’m going to fly somewhere where it is.

Conditional love is a terrible weapon parents use to destroy the sanity of their children.

-Jouni Apajalahti