26 July 2012
Dear human, Honey, I won't mention when you practised kissing on me when you were a preteen. I know they weren't meant for me, you don't need to worry anymore. And I don't mind it when you go away for a few days or the mascara stains from when you've been crying or when you throw me across the room when you're angry. Just please, never leave me. Ignore the alarm clock, there's always going to be people who don't want us to be together. I love you.
Preteen kisses, Your pillow
Love Letter From Your Pillow • Opuss № I