Open your eyes
I want so much to open your eyes
'Cause I need you to look into mine
Tell me that you'll open your eyes
Snowpatrol. Who doesn't like a blast of that for a lunchtime.
Sometimes i can be closed minded. Flowers so loathsome and all that. So i am going to endeavour to open my eyes to other things.
I obviously needed to rearrange the shop for the 394th time in order to achieve this new outlook. Or maybe i was just too lazy to push the table back after we had dinner? Whatever.
I have bought shells, are they naff? Should they be in a pot pourri mix from Marks and Spencer circa '83? Is it a bit odd to have shells in a shop that really couldn't be anymore landlocked if it tried? Did you know baby starfish are cute but smell of tripe sticks?
I have also bought Xanths. This is part of the new outlook. I am going to try and do something amazing with them. so far i am just sneering at them, and then i hid them from my sight.
Do you have suggestions for things for me to open my eyes to? Have you discovered that alstro really aren't all that bad? Did you use aqua rose and just die? also Don't say gerbera.
In all this new outlook, I have also been looking at tattoos.
Posted by Miss Pickering at 1:01 PM