Monday, February 15, 2016

Sunshiney Roses

I like to think that beauty outshines the madness - that petals are more brilliant than thorns could ever be potent.

Maybe that’s how you’ve managed to keep me alive for so long with nothing more than a glass jar, a handful of dirt, some water, and a spoonful of lullabies filled with nothing but the utmost adoration. 

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