FUTURE SAILORS












When I grow up I want to fall into the fluffy white sheets of my massive bed; sitting atop white wooden floorboards, surrounded by crisp white walls framed by fairy lights and candles and a library full of leather bound books, with my kitty kat sleeping on the plush pillow next to me and my friends in their rooms next door; as I stare into the glimmering view of New York's horizon or Sydney's crystal clear waters. 
I'm not asking for that much am I? 

xx
- J. 

Tonights Tune: Say // John Mayer 

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