Hi um this is just something where I can write my feelings and short stories I think I'll write all kinds here! here's the first is not a story, more like an observation. Hope you like it! Enjoy!
In a beautiful and cheerful country, there's a state, and in that state there's a small town. That town contains a very small flower shop, and though it's small it has very beautiful flowers, which vary from daisies to their famous item, roses.
Roses are indeed beautiful! However even with roses people have favorites. Red roses, yes indeed they are a symbol of love and passion. They are beautiful, and the florist believes it too, but sometimes he can't help but wonder why the other roses are not as popular.
All the roses are nurtured the same way. Red is beautiful too, but what about pure white!? It's a beautiful color which can symbolize how pure their love and relationship is. Pink and yellow can also mean how sweet and bright your loved one is to you.
It is not the color or the flower you hand is the intention, so why not try something other than red. It doesn't matter what society thinks of it what matters is what you think. Difference is not ugly, dangerous or disgusting, difference is a new chance and a new beginning.
