I love to receive flowers, like I properly love it. at least some of this is because for a chunk of time I’d have far too much of a histamine response to any flowers that weren’t carnations but these days I can receive roses, calla lilies, all the good flowers.
I got roses today and am blown away and in love with my beautiful girlfriend. I love her very very much. I’ve put the roses in my window with the skull and the broomstick.
Love and death and witchcraft all together where they should be. Today is a good day.