This is so true that on the nights it isn't raining, I sleep to the sound of artificial rain. though it simply can not compare to the real thing. The best thing to fall asleep to is the sound of a raging thunderstorm.
Truth is I get jealous easily because what’s mine is mine. I’m stubborn as hell, I say sorry too much. I act like I don’t give a f*ck because I care too much. I over analyze the smallest of things and probably come off as a bitch to simply guard myself.