my bed was right underneath this window. i laid there at night with the shutters open and it was so warm but a breeze always came in and it was so, so good. no screens, no bugs, no locks, no blankets.
this might be my only memory that i can truly classify as perfect. it was so beautiful i could cry.
shitty mood = midnight photography
long exposure, poor focus (both this picture and me)
looks like garf fell asleep writing me love notes today
(p.s. not staged at all. he just really is that precious)