yellow haze
spring and i have a love/hate relationship.
i love spring because i love looking at flowers blooming and trees bursting green with new leaves. i hate spring because it means pollen and the whiff o that can turn me into a sneezing, crying, unhappy girl.
life can be cruel sometimes -- to love something that can reduce you to a sniffling girl with blood-shot eyes. i can't quit it though. ((is that a line from a movie?))
i love spring because i love looking at flowers blooming and trees bursting green with new leaves. i hate spring because it means pollen and the whiff o that can turn me into a sneezing, crying, unhappy girl.
life can be cruel sometimes -- to love something that can reduce you to a sniffling girl with blood-shot eyes. i can't quit it though. ((is that a line from a movie?))