I know you wouldn't bother yourself to read anyways.
Do you ever wonder how it would be like if our lives or souls would be some roses? Blue and red roses, the roses might die on their own with time or by someone pulling their petals away because it's "fun". And if we pulled our own rose petals would make that us crazy or suicidal? Well we have a reason why we are pulling them after all, there are many petals in a rose so why care about a few? It doesn't matter..
A rose would still look like a Rose even when it misses like 2-3 petals and you wouldn't notice when too many petals are pulled away because youll get used to their mostly, weekly or daily new look until it's too late. Let's talk about others pulling others petals? Many rip their whole flower once or others slowly rip them off by tearing them in half first, if course it hurts for the owner of the Rose but do they care? Oh course not..
The petals can fall alone depending on how the rose is treated, a rose to grow up nice and beautiful needs water, sunshine and dirt. What if the sunshine refuses to appear? What if the water fountain doesn't work anymore? The rose dies, mostly when younger..
You might be wondering.. Why red and blue roses? What if the blue roses were discriminated by the other red roses just because of their color? When mentioning roses the first color you think of is red of course right? That's right.
It does matter after all..
