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they say you shouldn't name your things because you get emotionally attached to them...so i never did.

...but still, i did.

just now, another thing introduced himself yet again- my bed. he calls himself KaliforniaDreamBed or Kali. i love how he calls himself by that killer name. i love how he thinks he's a dream bed even if he's the total opposite. he's not big. he's not extra soft. he's greatly stained. he's definitely not the bed of everyone's dreams. but really, he's worth having that killer name. he may not be big but he's more than enough to accommodate me and the things i love. he may not be extra soft but he's more than enough to comfort me when i'm tired and weary. he may be greatly stained but he's the perfect one to tell all my stories and the only one who has kept all my memories. with him, i get to lie down and forget the pain. with him, i get to close my eyes and feel safe. with him, i get to dream and believe things are beautiful. with Kali, i get to lie down, close my eyes and dream forever. he may not be the bed of everyone's dreams but to me, he will always be the man of my dreams.