A while back I made a smart assed comment... Well today when I left my house to mail a certain someone an 'I miss you' card... there was a FTD flower box on my back porch! I of course squealed like a girl and jumped up and down (hurting my back ) and proceeded to be entirely psyched. Upon opening the box I discovered that the sweet smelling flowers were none other than my favorite (or one of my favorite) flowers-white roses! If I get a string of black pearls next then he might as well sign me up to be his wife! *le sigh* Ive always wanted a boy to send me flowers. Fitting that my FAVORITE boy does. Ive only got flowers sent to me by family when I was sick or in the hospital. Flowers form boys usually doesnt work out well one used to give me one long stem red rose for any and every occasion for 4+ years (obviously didnt know me well), another once brought home 33 yellow and pink and red roses the week of our anniversary and then told me that they were throwing them out (at his work) anyways cause they had rose-rot (he didnt even remember the anniversary). WHY?!? Why does he have to be so damned FAR AWAY!?!
Anyways... my room smells like ROSES!!! tehe White ones at that!
~Trampy
Anyways... my room smells like ROSES!!! tehe White ones at that!
~Trampy
does the room still smell like roses even now?
he has to be far away cause god hates us.