The flowers that bloom may sprout in mud. hello, stranger. I hope you have a good day.



you're pouting in your sleep
I'm waking
still yawning
proving to each other that
romance is boring!
sure there are things I can do 
if I was half prepared to
prove to each other that
romance is boring!!

as opposed to...

You know you're bright as the morning
As soft as the rain
Pretty as a vine
As sweet as a grape
You can sit in a barrel
Maybe I'll wait
Until that day

I'd rather take my whiskey neat
My coffee black and my bed at three
You're too sweet for me
You're too sweet for me
I take my whiskey neat
My coffee black and my bed at three
You're too sweet for me
You're too sweet for me