The best thing about my house are the roses in the back. I love waking up and seeing them outside my window. It's the little things in life that make me feel worth. There are 7 billion of us, how bad would it be to lose one of us? How far would we go to find one another? Would we care enough to bury you? As humans we tend to be selfish and kill, some of us feel the guilt, and others, they like to tease the weak. They bully the broken hearts.
