August 2012
July 2012
Don’t drink coffee at 11 pm..
Because I did that, went on an epic night time adventure, went home and wrote down 15 little pages of thoughts in my diary, counted and found out there are only 104 pages left to write in, and now I’m laying in bed super hyper and wide awake feeling like I’ll never sleep again.
Sorry I don’t know how to insert a read more line on my phone.. I hope you are all having a lovely night. Okay bye.
With cookies.
Love, Karisslug, Allyslug, and Alex Slugtiago
I think I fall a little in love with people when I catch them in small moments, when they think no one’s looking at them, when they absently twirl a strand of hair between their fingers, when they lick their thumb to turn a page in a book. There’s something beautiful about a person who is lost in a thought, or adjusting their shirt, or is scratching a phantom itch on their arm, or even someone who is looking at someone else like I am looking at them.
I had a really wonderful day today. :)