Pouring

My room is clean. My nails look pretty. It is poring outside. I made dinner. I have an idea. It's pouring inside too. Every time you show me who you are I have something new to say. Except I don't just say it I bring it to life. Your abuse forms villain arcs. The sarcasm creates witty lines and then the down put comes. When season two has vanished and the finale was a doozy. I know deep down what is bound to happen. It's not fate just a deep understanding of how our story ends.