of course, i oogled over the great kiss.
{is my mind preoccupied? possibly}
* although... i don't really ever want to be kissed while sitting on a toilet. i do want to be kissed like that by a matthew machonahey-esque man.
...but i digress....
her instructions to benny boo boo boo boo boo:
" our love is like this baby fern--
in need of tender loving care! "
in need of tender loving care! "
jessica said,
"i have a plastic love fern"
to which, we all laughed.
wouldn't that be fantastic? everlasting love, with just a little dusting to keep things shiny.
i want to be bright & shiny.
perhaps i should invest in a plastic love fern.
because my real love fern may or may not be dying on the vine. i haven't decided, yet.
but
i have decided that:
love. is. hard.
and i wonder....
if water and sunlight are the ingredients for happiness...
what are the proportions?
what are the proportions?
what time of day do i nourish? when do i let it sit?
what if my well has dried up or clouds veil the sun?
what if i have graying wilty leaves? what if they're crispy brown and fragile?
and most importantly,
how do i revive my love fern without coating it in latex?!
answers would be appreciated.
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