So...

The weather here is never changing. The only place where flip flops are always a good alternative to any type of shoe. Nothing has been going on lately except familiar faces in town for one night, and one night only. Always forgetting to remember what we seem to think about daily. Is it too much to ask for a second chance? Somehow you know exactly who we are, yet that doesn't stop you from acting like a complete stranger. Looks can be so incredibly deceiving. You walk by thinking one thing, and treat us as the opposite of what we are. Another day goes by, waiting for the sun to stop shining. A little rain maybe, to be left out in, or in our case the dust.