You see a clearing in the woods that wasn’t there just a moment ago. You hear a song—something your mother used to hum to you before bed, a tune you thought only you knew. In this clearing you find a table, warped and weathered, abandoned here in the middle of the forest, yet fully set for a tea party. You sit down, regarding your fellow guests: a cheerful pink deer, a festive two headed lamb, and a baby snail. You eat cake and cookies and heap sugar cubes into your teacup. If you’re not careful all this sugar will make your teeth rot. But in this moment you don’t care. You are perfectly content. You could stay here forever. And you will. #teaparty #creepycute #tea
You see a clearing in the woods that wasn’t there just a moment ago. You hear a song—something your mother used to hum to you before bed, a tune you thought only you knew. In this clearing you find a table, warped and weathered, abandoned here in the middle of the forest, yet fully set for a tea party. You sit down, regarding your fellow guests: a cheerful pink deer, a festive two headed lamb, and a baby snail. You eat cake and cookies and heap sugar cubes into your teacup. If you’re not careful all this sugar will make your teeth rot. But in this moment you don’t care. You are perfectly content. You could stay here forever. And you will. #teaparty #creepycute #tea