I spent a half hour examining every square inch of my room TWICE because I was looking for my DS Lite, which I distinctly remember finding the other day. I even remember exactly where I found it, and I hadn’t moved it. But it wasn’t there. It wasn’t anywhere.

I’m starting to suspect that I only dreamed about finding it. Ladies and gentlemen, welcome to the exciting world of hyper realistic dreams.

eldermccreepy:

do not think about your crush in an old sweatshirt with scruffy hair and a sleepy smile ok dont think about them humming to themselves as they make breakfast in this attire ok dont think about how the light hits them as they sit down across from you and eat breakfast ok just dONT

(Source: honeyandorchids)