Yeah, I came up with this competition. So you better enter.
Sometimes I wonder what I’m doing with my life. And I’m unsure.
Yeah, I don’t understand the power that they possess. Yesterday was Valentine’s Day and I gave the missus a drawing. You could say thought went into it. To cut to the chase, we got home and low and behold on the kitchen table was my sister’s Valentine’s Day present from her bf. What was it? It was a square-vase thing with a mother fucken bunch of mother fucken flowers. They were arranged in a way that made both my sister and the missus smile from ear to ear. Yeah, that’s great.
To be honest, I think flowers are thoughtless. Anyone can buy flowers. I almost came close to stepping into a flower shop and asking for the finest bunch of roses. But no. Flowers wilt, flowers die, and fuck, they put every thoughtful gift to shame. And how? “Because it looks pretty”.