Ooh...and the flowers were:
* Tulip(yellow) - Hopeless love
According to the internet. Too bad the Victorian language of flowers is dead and now means precisely nothing. They sure are pretty though....
Um, Mary? That does NOT mean nothing. I think that means that he chose EXACTLY the right flowers because hopeless is what it is, unless he gives up the whole Mormon thing.
Yes, but over here in Mary-land they are friendship flowers from a nut who likes riding his bicycle up huge hills way too much. A sweet nut, but a nut.
I'm a gelato-eating, dog-liking, violin-playing, camera-toting, newspaper-editing kind of girl. I dream in Technicolor, claymation, and under water. I live for chocolate, and hate mushy fruit.
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Um, Mary? That does NOT mean nothing. I think that means that he chose EXACTLY the right flowers because hopeless is what it is, unless he gives up the whole Mormon thing.
Yes, but over here in Mary-land they are friendship flowers from a nut who likes riding his bicycle up huge hills way too much. A sweet nut, but a nut.
Whatever, denial.
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