circlyworklymind
Saturday, February 18, 2006
A long, long overdue Valentine's rose from dear old buddy.
Isn't it beautiful? I first picked out three strands of tuberoses and one strand of those bell shaped flowers (iforgetthename) in light pink- tueb roses smell so nice.
But this rose was almost too perfect to be true.. And the golden wrap, yum.
I love uncnventional wraps on flowers.
I hate the transparent ones.
On other notes, ek pal mei keisay badal jaatey hein, keisay zindagi ke ye naatey hein
I don't know what to do.
I do know what to do.
Can't summon up the courage to do that..
Why would I willingly let go of happiness found after so long?
Surely not so soon?
Happiness makes you weak.
She was never a strong person to begin with.
posted by sheandher338 @ 1:31 AM
