i’m thankful my childhood was filled with imagination and bruises from playing outside, instead of apps and how many damn likes you get on a picture
taking a nap is always so risky like when will I wake up? in thirty minutes? in 2 hours? in 7 years?? no one can be sure
sometimes i think i’m sassy and then i realize i’m just too sarcastic and borderline mean
i love sleeping. it’s the only time when you can escape reality.