Even if you do kiss like a straight boy...
: D
..the colours that you bring..
There is nothing at all that can't be fixed.
...and unfixed wishes.
Out and about yesterday.
I heard you say underneath your breath
Some kind of prayer
I heard you say underneath your breath
That you never wanna feel
this way about anybody else
In the language of flowers Fuschias mean good taste.
It is my signature flower, I am the fuschia fairy.
Yes, you know who you are!
...Would return to lighten the darkest day.
I'm aware that the idea of using song lyrics as moblog titles/content has been done elsewhere. I checked with someone who really does it a lot and they were delighted that I was doing it too. Otherwise this picture would be called *pond at night*....