I'm great at giving advice.
My pillow. I crawl under it and duck away from this cold world like a turtle. Because sadly its the only thing that is physically there for me. To hide under. To cry into. To scream into. To hug. Just me and my pillow against life. Sounds stupid, but i have noone. Except this nice soft pillow.
especially when you wake up hugging your pillow instead of the person you had dreamt about.
me talking about making love to my favorite pillow…. this is not the original one that i made so it’s not as interesting but i will make a follow up on this one.