As of lately, I feel a little slow. Maybe I'm just getting lazy, but my need for conversation is dwindling down to nothing. I don't want to think, I don't want to exchange my thoughts and ideals with another. I'm too lazy to prove to anyone how intelligent or educated I am. The only things I feel truly educated on would be weed and true blood. and I'm being serious. I'm too lazy to care right now.
I just want to lay in bed and watch the rain slide down my window. I just want to cuddle with boots and feel the vibration of his purring against my skin. I just want to lay here, and not think about anything.
Bed. I love being in bed. It is my favorite place to be.
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