I lay my head to rest on your jacket, not because it smells like you, but simply the fact that it is yours; I lay my head to rest on your jacket to dream of you; to hold your place until you lay here next to me… I miss you every night I can’t wait to wake up in your arms rather than tangled in your jacket..
they should invent
a treadmill
with a laptop built in
and unless you were walking, the internet wouldn’t work
like you had to be walking on it, you can’t just trick it and stand on the sides
i would lose so much weight