He would definitely be a neat sleeper, also really quiet. Pink jammies and Mario plushie in hand, he would cuddle up next you to dream of food or being featured on a mukbang.
Limbs are everywhere, and occupying 90% of the bed but you wouldn’t have it any other way. His loud snoring can sometimes cause you to lose sleep, but nothing like the way he will wake up in the middle of the night sometimes and look at you with that dimpled smile.
This cutie is probably the lightest sleeper you’ve ever had the pleasure of sleeping next to. While he doesn’t move much in his sleep, he still loves it when you move closer to him sleepily and cuddle up next to him. The only way of waking him up is bringing him coffee; any other way, and you will never hear the end of it.
He would definitely be an active dreamer: constantly changing positions and holding full blown convos in his sleep was a lot to get used to when sleeping next to him every night. But it would all be worth it to see the grin on his face when you woke up next to him.
Cuddling you/the pillow/any number of the stuffed animals that both of you share a bed with. He’s always somehow touching you through the night, whether he’s holding onto your shirt, or just simply laying his fingers against yours. If he was woken up by you moving or changing positions, he would pull you closer to him and sigh contently, knowing you were there with him
Somehow he manages to be the big spoon the entire night, arm draped around your waist, cheeks smushed against the pillow. While he’s not a really heavy sleeper, he does wake up when you change positions, waiting until you’ve settled back down, and then draping his arm over your stomach or back or just any part of your body that’s comfortable for him and falling back asleep.
This boy is your personal heater. You have no idea why he stays so hot, but you love snuggling up to his warmth and falling asleep, the only thing you can smell is his natural scent and whatever is left over from his cologne. He mumbles often in his sleep, and sometimes you wake up long enough to catch the ends of it, having no idea who or what he’s talking about but the sound of his voice lulling you back to sleep. He does love cuddling you, but doesn’t mind being the little spoon every once in a while, feeling safe in your arms and surrounded entirely by you.
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We dream without memory, in such a way that the dream of any particular night is no doubt a fragment of a response to an immemorial dying, barred by desire’s repetitiousness. There is no stop, there is no interval between dreaming and waking. In this sense, it is possible to say: never, dreamer, can you awake. […] The dream is without end, waking is without beginning; neither one nor the other ever reaches itself.
Tarot: The Moon Trump and the Hanged Man of the Tarot
Ruler: Neptune & Jupiter
Soul Level Ruler: Neptune
Ray: Second Ray of Love & Wisdom
Sister Sign: Virgo
Axis: Virgo - merging the servant of the real world with the servant of God
Zodiac Potion: Fantasy Tapestry
Key Words: Imagination, Compassion, Faith, Dreams, Reverie, Divinity, Infinity, Love, Wisdom, Empathy, Insight, Universal Knowledge, Drugs and Alcohol, Music, Illusion, Photoshop, Emotions, Magic, Paranormal, Chameleon
Book: Go Ask Alice
Movie: The Never Ending Story
Colours: Indigo, Mauve, Cobalt
Archetypes: The Mystic, The Dreamer, The Artist, The Poet, The Guide, The Guru, The Medic, The Healer, The Worshipper, The Creator, The Dancer
Mythical Archetype: The Angel
“"A lot of people… tell me that I’m a bit dreamy. But I like the idea of that. Of being somewhere else" - Alex Turner 🍒 🍒 🍒 🍒🍒 🍒 🍒 🍒🍒 🍒 🍒 🍒🍒 🍒 🍒 🍒
So hi I wrote this year ago and Taylor I really want you to read this please
I was 7 when they had the first taste of alcohol on theirs lips They liked the way it tasted, made them forget things about themselves They started throwing parties at my fathers house knowing my mother won’t want to deal with it knowing my mother had parents who had liked to drink They liked it so much they stopped being parents for a while
I was 10 when they had injected herion into their veins They do anything to get it, even steal from their own sister, own family If they can just get one once of it into their body it felt like candy, it felt like they could finally forget about their non-perfect life bad grades, parents divorce, and so much more They had pot, they smoked, and chewed, But they never had anything as good as herion
I was 11 when one them went to their first rehab Just in the sixth grade The other one thought he was strong enough to quit on his own (he wasn’t) The one who went to rehab, left for one month, I missed a week of school to visit him
I was 13 when I became angry Angry that they did this, angry at the world was against me and I didn’t even know what I did
I was 14 when I stopped caring Stopped caring what they did Yes they stop doing drugs, but they still drank Because they needed something to help them forget
I was 15 when I walked away I’ve been through a lot as you can see Some things I saw and some things I didn't But i learn from this girl that when people don’t treat you right you have every right to walk away The girl was there for me for 5 years of it. When I was scared or upset she was there
This morning I walked away I was scared and started to hyperventilate I put on Safe and Sound and Cold as You And I know this may sound cheesey But when Taylor said she’ll be there to hold my hand when I’m going through something When I put on those songs, and I felt like she was there, hugging me, telling me its going to be okay
So here I am listening to the words of Taylor Swift I’m walking away cause I’m not a mess of a dreamer I’m not a rainy ending and I’m never going to spend the rest of my life with someone whos cold I couln’t thank her enough
I was seven. When they had the first taste of alcohol on their lips They liked the way it tasted, made them forget things about themselves They stared throwing parties at my fathers house Knowing my mother won’t want to deal with it Knowing my mother had parents who liked to drink They liked to drink so much that they stopped being parents for a while
I was ten. When they had heroin injected into their veins They do anything to get it, even steal from their own sister, own family If they can just get one ounce of it into their body It felt like candy, it felt like they could finally forget about their non perfect life Bad grades, parents divorce, and so much more They had pot, and they smoked, and chewed. But they never had anything as good heroin
I was 11 when one of them went to their first rehab. Just in the 6th grade The other one thought they were strong enough to quit on their own He still does. The one who went to rehab Left for one month, I had to miss a week of school to visit him
I was 13 when I became angry Angry that they did this, angry that they blamed my parents for doing it, angry because it seem like the world was against me and I didn’t even know what I did
I was 14 when I stopped caring Stopped caring what they did, yes they stopped doing drugs but they still drank Because they needed something to help them forget
I was 15 when I walked away. I’ve been through a lot as you can see Some things I saw and some things I didn’t. But I learn from this girl that when people don’t treat you right you have to walk away. This girl was there for me for 5 years of it. When I was scared or upset she was there
This morning I woke up and I walked away. I was scared I started to hyperventilate I put on Safe and Sound and Cold As You. And I know this may sound weird But when Taylor said she’ll be there to hold my hand when I’m going through something When I put on those songs, I felt like she was there, hugging me, telling me everything is going to be okay
I made a decision today. That decision was that I’m sick of it all so I’m going to stop caring for them. Until I KNOW they’ve changed, I KNOW they will stop I’m tired of trusting people too easily. They’ve never even said sorry to me
So here I am listening to the words of Taylor Swift. I’m walking away, cause I’m not a mess of a dreamer . I’m not a rainy ending and I’ll never have someone who I’m going the spend of the rest of my life who’s cold. I couldn’t thank her enough