FlirtyFlower

Like vintage vibes? Like expensive cream? Really floral, like a dream from Provence? Actually, there should be a comment here about the normal Bloom, which embodies true beauty through the Rangumschlinger, the neroli and the tuberose,...

Well... Life as a loser was just no bed of roses... Not even on Halloween. ... And Tinder dates were also no longer what they once were. Painfully, he had to learn that Influencer was not a flu-like disease, but actually a profession. ... and of all evils...

I never meant to cause you any sorrow I never meant to cause you any pain I only wanted you in a bed of black roses I only wanted to see you Laughing in the purple rain Purple rain, purple rain Purple rain, purple rain Purple rain, purple rain I only...

Today I was green with envy. Full of complexes. Full of headaches. Full of unbearable thoughts. So I made myself a yuzu. And first screamed yuzu. Was refreshed. Was surprised. Was ready for a light green tea. But waiting and drinking tea was not an option. Needed...

Well, there he sat with his pimple on his nose. It was a joke to think that fate could be fair. Almost like a farce. ... or like in the book Bridget Jones Chocolate for Breakfast, where the couple couldn't meet. ... because he had a pimple...

Today was seeeee a day! The day of the little bee Wannabe Bumbleby! He was ready to pimp all the flower girls! All the fresh ones. All the cuties. All the single ladies. He had already put on his gold chain with the giant dollar...

Was it pear pie that started it all? All the sweetness. All the fullness. All the carnality? But did you know, only kebab makes you more beautiful? Your beautiful bottle. The dazzling golden ornaments. The sweet lies you tell...

The cry of the black crow broke the sound barrier of the night. Like an unwholesome pain. Like a stab through the heart. Like a never-ending odyssey. Even the trees of the forest seemed to bleed. Green resin. Green labandum. Green...

You want Los Erfrischos? With muchos Zitronas? Then experience buenos Zitronas. With nothing but Zitronas. Nix with gingeros! Nix, just citronas. With muchas tickles in the nose. With muchas refreshos. Nix with eros. Nix with muff and nix going...

The darkness was so black... As black as the night. As black as the starry sky. As black as a depressed soul. The darkness asked no questions. She was full of memories. She was full of answers. She was full of long forgotten pain. The darkness...

As an eternal loser, he was ready. Ready for the next disaster. Ready for the free fall that came after. The fall into the black hole... The fall into the dark depression... The fall into nothingness... Dimitri was in the meantime so much tired....

Come on, let's dream of the South Seas Of ripe fruit. From the blue sea. From the white sand beach. Come on, let's dream of the South Seas Wearing a frangipani wreath. Feel the warm floral scents. How the mice dance on the tables. Come on, let's...