I love crumbs in my water
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I love crumbs in my water
I love the romanticised version of working in a flower shop but here are some very real things that I've had to do/learned at the flowershop I work in:
-there's so much mold.
-rotten flowers have the most disgusting smell
-a solid 60% of my time is spend watering the plants in the store
-if your store is right next to 3 bars you will be cleaning vomit from the entrance at 8am on a Monday (speaking from personal experience)
-men in suits who are in a rush are the rudest people you'll ever meet (although I think that's universal and not flower shop exclusive)
-flower stems get really slimy after standing in water for a few days
-just a fact: yes we read the cards that you send with the flowers
-no I will not forget the time I had to write a thank you note for a "great blowjob"
-and last but not least, I can't stress this enough, there's s o m u c h m o l d
currently listening to Local God for the first time and holy christ- Brendon please give your vocal chords a break this doesn't even sound good
just- stop. please. no more music
sometimes plushies make me cry because it’s like. they’re little guys made to be loved. their only purpose is to be held and hugged and loved. we made them because we love making things and we love loving things. and they’re so cute
I want them to understand how much I love and appreciate them
day 4, I don't think I can complete this one guys
listening to When the Day Met the Night isn't enough, I need it to flow through my veins, I need it fused into my bones, I need the lyrics scratched into my brain and the imagery painted on my skin, I need to soak it up like the sun, I need to breathe it in and never exhale, I need
every day i wake up & miss ryan ross
how the fuck does one accidentally delete a tumblr account-