My lord. How long has it been since I’ve had dreams about you like this?

Months? Close to a year? Its crazy how vivid and real it is. Even though I can easily pinpoint dreams for exactly what they are: just bullshit dreams, with you I’m just so caught within the moment that it completely blurs the line between reality and dream.

Not sure why my subconscious is doing this again. Maybe now that this illusion is starting to break, my brain craves and feels the need to revert back to the happiest idea / moment in my life.

If all that’s left is what lives in my mind, I’ll take it.

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clockpurse:

the old couple behind me laughed 
amazed:

I follow everyone back!
nurdsite:

My buddy Tom baked a cake for his Argentinian friend to cheer her up after the world cup loss.
…they are no longer friends.

supersmashthestatebros:

no Santa, they’re not gifts, they’re jifts.

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