🥀~ROSE~🥀
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Last published Tue, Dec 21, 2021
They said a girl is just like a rose beautiful,elegant,and of course perfect,but they have forgotten roses have thorns,they are blinded by its beautiful appearance,just like how they are blinded by the perfect image in their mind not knowing no matter what they do no one can be perfect,they keep saying you should be perfect and its for your own good,not knowing its hurting you,just like when you touch a rose,you get prick by its thorn.One thing,dont try to be perfect it will only hurt you.
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