Delightful reading nooks.
You were the person who could hurt me the most. I had thought I was the same for you, so I was careful with what I said. But you never thought twice, never considered how your words opened little cuts all over me. Nothing I would bleed to death from. Almost not worth mentioning, yet not something I could pretend away. Like… paper cuts.
A cozy corner for this week’s dose of #booknookenvy
A windy, rainy day calls for books (obviously), and a cozy attic-nook with soft lighting. Yes please.
Kitties exhausted from being too cute
If not now then when