Candles are only romantic when they come with a man and a ring. But even then they are not that romantic. I love the smell of smoke therefore I am easily convinced to burn candles and oils. But only in the case when at any minute I can if -if I wish- to switch on the lights. Not in times of dire need in a power cut, in a shower.
Tuesday, 15 January 2008
On the subject of... Candles
Posted by Ye Shall Be Gods at 03:32
Labels: memories, On the subject of..., rl
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