I mean.. I've been thinking about it.. but nothing has inspired me enough to draw pictures or write.
I really like blankets. Like... obsessed with blankets. Giant, fuzzy blankets. The kind you can get enrobed in and cuddle up and just be.. ahhh comfy.
I would make sweet love with some blankets.
I got a blanket for Christmas. It almost makes me forget about my wisdom teeth pain, almost (by the way, I did get them removed.. I might write a post AFTER this one about that.. I have some funny texts I can put on the internet to completely embarrass myself with...).
It is giant, teal, fuzzy, warm, oh my gosh I can't even use all the adjectives in the world to describe my feeling I have for my new blanket.
It is like frolicking through a field of flowers in warm emu boots wrapped in a shawl of lamb fur/wool with candy.
THAT GOOD.
I'm surprised I don't shower with blankets.. I am always in a blanket. If I could I would totally bring it with me to work and to class. I am going to bring this blanket everywhere I go. It is totally a security blanket. Not gonna lie. It is.
If something happened to it I might cry.
I would cry.
I would hold a funeral.
I hope this blanket never dies, I love it soo much.
It is my temporary boyfriend.
I'm happy with it..it loves me more than any man would.
Okay, this was dumb... the next post will be better..without me being pissed off at my mouth for hurting. Ouch.
Until next time!?..!?...?
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