It has never occured to me to express my thoughts through flowers. I mean, there are so many easier methods of expression. You could try writing or hell, the spoken word isn't dead yet and its less likely to be misinterpreted. What the hell can flowers really say, anyway? Sounds to me like a recipe for miscommunication. "hi, let's hang out, have a daisy!" "what?"
It's like epiphanies a la Wordsworth: "So I was walking and OMG DAFFODILS! Dude! Daffodils! I mean, like totally daffodils, you know?" "No. I'm sorry, sir. Your daffodils mean nothing to me."
Seriously, they're pretty and all, but they don't mean shit.
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