BFF: B*tch Friend For-Never
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Sometimes a roses thorns are hidden by its peadals. You smell its beautiful fregrance and it draws you in with its vibrant red color, just so when you pick it, you get cut. The bleeding may stop, the cut may heal, but the scar is forever.
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