this morning when i was walking from my parking lot to the garage, there was this white balloon floating about 2 feet from the ground. it was on a ribbon that someone had curled at the end, and it wasn't an egg shaped balloon. it was shaped like an orange.
it was beautiful against the asphalt and it made me think of the kind of wedding where people have crappy food and flowers, but they are in love. like really in love- to the point where they never once thought about her bouquet of white carnations.
i like white carnations.
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diggin for brass on shady lane
2 comments:
I am hoping for a wedding like that one day.
How have you been?
white carnations
they smell good
sometimes i smell good
i hope my raw bottom is never stuck in pink dye
or green dye
that's the worst
poor carnies. wouldn't be so misjudged if their bottoms could stay covered up
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