28 July 2012

Yellow flowers

"I could learn photography. That could be something to want. I could photograph children. I could have my own children. I would give them yellow roses. And if they got too loud, I would just put them some place quiet. Put them in the oven. And I would kiss them every day, and tell them you don't have to be anybody, because I would know that being somebody doesn't make you anybody anyway." —Gia Marie Carangi

Today my friend Andy and I were sad, so I bought some yellow flowers for us. We walked around and gave them to people who looked like they needed flowers, and we left one for an old friend. It was her birthday recently. Hopefully she'll know that the flower was from us, that we haven't forgotten about her, and that we miss knowing her.  


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