My niece rolls over in bed (a frequent sleeptalker/sleepwalker) and stares at me, lifts her pillow up in front of my face and says “What is this? What’s this?” So I said “What… it’s a pillow…” and she grins, fluffs it back under her head while continuously mumbling “Oh, I like pillows.” “I really like pillows.” and proceeds to sleep.
A Dark World Aches for a Splash of the Sun
(Source: sailor-)
I have told myself you are not allowed to hurt me anymore. That’s what hurts the most.
(Source: cannolis)
I would absolutely LOVE to live there.
(Source: skullcandy)
