When they said we we’re going out on a tour, I didn’t think we would be going around on a tour by ourselves. I dread one of our companions will go on a paranoia attack or worst. Well, so far so good though.
I want to grow a flower for every time someone tells me “f*** you.” Then I’ll go back to that person and pin the flower on their lapel in a gesture of friendship. And while they are looking down on it with astonishment, I’ll bunch up my knuckles and punch them in the face.