|I was going to put fruit in the title but then I didn't and now that title reminds me of the Yankee Candle that he likes so much. A swirl mix of Green Grass and Loves Me, Loves Me Not.
Loves me not.
How am I ever going to burn grass, patchouli, emberlights, or midnight jasmine candles ever again? So many innocent things have turned into monsters, threatening to drag me right down into this personal hell.
I didn't want this to be sad.
Starting a new one.
· Wed Feb 19, 2014 @ 07:53am · 0 Comments