the eyes are getting heavy again- effects of sleeping at 4.
anyway. revival's on it's way, or so i sense. speak. pretty happy cos my parents are back, which means my house if more "normal" in a sense. i prefer it with people inside- not just the silly old building with a garden and stupid trees all around, with a dog that sleeps 24/7 and with a maid who cannot cook to save her life.
"are you sleeping?"
"no. but if i was, i would be dreaming of you."
you still know how to make my day, effortlessly. 'so many nights, legs tangled tight'

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