there’s something very satisfying about buying office supplies but I’m not quite sure how to explain that feeling
the illusion of productivity
that’s it that’s the feeling
I love when you become so close with someone that you can see parts of each other in one another and you begin to say the same things and steal lines from one another and have a similar sense of humor and can exchange an inside joke with just a glance you don’t even have to talk because you have such a strong connection with them and you can sit in comfortable silence but also talk for hours it’s really hard to find that kind of compatibility
(Source: adorability)Just a Dream
I give you a canvas to paint your emotions,
A paper with seven layers thick.
Your ink won’t harm me here,
So dig deep and let it out.
Draw the valley from the rainy Sunday morning,
Or cover me in red,
For your troubles will heal here.
I am a canvas of pain and pleasure
With a promise,
Of endless blank pages.