concept: living in an apartment in a foreign city. the smell of the bakery down the street comes in through the open window and sunlight warms your back while you lay in bed with a cup of tea on the nightstand and your pet sleeping at your feet. in the next room is all the books you could ever read, but a few of your favorites are still scattered around your bedroom because you’re in the middle of reading them all again. music plays faintly. you are relaxed, happy, and the only thing you have to worry about is what you want to make for breakfast.
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u know that feeling when you’ve just showered, you get in to bed, ur room is clean and tidy and u just feel safe and soft and everything is okay
u know that feeling when you’ve just showered, you get in to bed, ur room is clean and tidy and u just feel safe and soft and everything is okay
- 9pm: I'm going to bed now
- 10pm: I'm going to bed now
- 11pm: I'm going to bed now
- 12am: I'm going to bed now
- 1am: I'm going to bed now
- 2am: I'm going to bed now
- 3am: FUCK
i want to sleep for 2 years and wake up with a degree, an apartment and money in the bank.
All our generation wants is a small apartment and a spouse that loves them back.
concept: we live in our own apartment. with big windows, lots of plants, and flowey curtains. fairy lights and beautiful art are hung on the walls. but best of all, our home is full of love.
hobbies: being asleep, getting ready to go to sleep, going to sleep, getting into my bed, waking up and realizing i can go back to sleep, sleeping, being in my bed (asleep), falling asleep,
Concept: you’ve been married to your wife for 3 years. You wake up in your bed before she does, your nose cold but your body warm. Careful not to wake her, you get out of bed and your toes curl when your feet hit the cold floor. You brew a pot of coffee and take a cup, making sure to leave enough for her. You pull on a big sweater and walk out onto your deck, sitting in a big wood chair to look out over the forest. The leaves are orange and edged with frost. All is quiet as the sun rises over the trees. You hear the door opening behind you and your wife sits down next to you, wrapping the comforter from your bed around both of you shoulders. You sit there like that until the sun is well up and your coffee cups are empty.
Oh my god. This is it. I want this so badly.
