Ouch. God when will this be over? Ouch. Is this your first time?
Tag: plants
Summer Holiday
They keep you in a cardboard box to be shipped quietly to Spain where the sad sun still burns and the plants will all die
Of A Grandma
You used to read me stories when I was young. I would sit on your lap and snuggle against you, all warm and cuddly, you smelled like peaches and dough. We always loved your peach pies, they were better than anything we’d ever eaten, and you somehow made it look so easy.
Funny, Isn’t It?
Funny isn’t it how you can be such a strong person, yet cry inside every time a certain person looks at you the right way… how just one touch, a brush of the arm makes you ache with desire, you feel you can’t breath without the person near you…