I build an entire fort out of pillows. I need at least four pillows. I need on each side, I need one normal usage pillow for the back of my head, and I need another pillow just in case.
There were times when I had great times with my brothers, pillow fights and things, but I was, used to always cry from loneliness.
I Sellotape whole tins of sardines to my face at night, attach two squeezed lemon rinds to my armadillo-skinned elbows, and put cucumber on my eyes. By the time I’m finished, I look like a fruit salad with added fish. In the morning, the pillow is pretty much a write-off.
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