Feb 5, 2020
concept: it’s 2033. i’m 28. i’ve moved to ireland with my girlfriend and our pets. we’re on a picnic date in a flowery meadow. i brought all her favourite foods (which i know bc we’ve been dating four years). i weave her a flower crown and she smiles as i tell her to close her eyes. i place the flower crown on her head, she chuckles. she thinks that’s why she was closing her eyes. i say she can open them. i’m knelt down with a ring. she cries. we get married in some old ruins. we both wear beautiful flowy dresses. our first dance is ‘Wasteland, Baby!’. after the ceremony we lie in the grass and watch the stars. we are in love.
