" Turn off your mind, relax, and float downstream"

straigbt up "under it" and by "it" well lets jusr say, my blankeys

man this morning i heard my sister screaming in her sleep so i went in her room and woke her up and she was like "oh yea i was having a nightmare" then she tells me about it later and she had dreamt that she saw a snowman moving around outside

and she clarified that it wasnt even coming after her or anything it was just minding its own business

all your stuffed animals love you. they're not sad if they're in a box, or on the floor, or not held/played with as much. they understand. they know that you might need another stuffie more, or that you don't have enough space. they're just happy to be with you, and if you ever give them away, they'll be happy there too. stuffies are for comfort. they understand. they love you too. it's okay.

everything is so scary. thank god for plushies