But you're so far-sighted that you can't place trust.
I've been engrossed in the realm of the Tiger Lily for the last few hours, scrambling to do an assignment that I clearly did not set aside enough time for. Winter has this way of bringing tears to my eyes. Cold hands, cold feet, cold hearts. I had a day dream of a one bedroom apartment, coming home to a warm red room, coming home to a cat slinking around my feet, coming home to a state where I'm okay with being alone.
I've had the intentions of getting tiger lilies tattooed on my armpits for a while, and just now, I think I found the perfect inspiration.