Of course i'm comfortable with them, but it's not exactly home.
I cuddle my travel man every night so tight, afraid that i might lose the thing that brings real comfort from home.
I don't like it when he's on the floor, buried under things, or even laying face down..... weird huh?
It's funny how the smallest things can mean so much to you when you're not at home.
Currently listening to: (acoustic) Swing life away- Rise against.
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