i wake up every morning with no one around. it's still disheartening, and i still hate it.

i'm needy, am i not?

but my pillows are lined with empty faces [just non-existent, really]. and for once, i'd like to wake up to someone holding or hugging me, because we all know that'd be nice.

i've decided that wearing flip-flops (or zori in japanese, as i got reprimanded yesterday for using the 'caucasian' term) in the house while in pjs is the next coolest thing.