stella_marie

Sometimes on the weekends I wake to a monkey beside me. He scratches at his eyes, and twists and turns, I can't really tell if he's sleeping or not, even when he picks at my hair trying to find the non-existent lice. I can't claim to know much about monkeys. Monkey's sure are weird. But I don't mind this monkey. Hes my favorite monkey. I love my monkey.





i love him even more for writing this for me while i brush my teeth