Thomas Kinkade
amazing
love Thomas Kinkade!
gettingcrazywiththecheezewhiz:
In the winter I sleep with twelve blankets on.
In the summer I turn on a fan then sleep with twelve blankets on.
I’m losing myself, I can’t even remember my name without you
Now will you let go of me from inside of you, let go of me?
I’m trapped, I’m trapped