Not a single memory in my head worth picking up a flower
A Cry to every “life of a flower” irresponsibly wasted upon our stupid decorations
It’s great to say sorry whenever you hurt someone or something, and it doesn’t Have to be your boss, your wife or your teacher at school, for those who can’t Make you pay back most specifically for what you’ve Done to them and for our peer creatures who speaks differently like animals including talking birds, and same for our peer creatures who breathes differently like plants; unfortunately we see it as things,
So now let me take a step further, me personally i don’t Deserve to be gifted a “life of a flower” not now, not before, not in the future, i do exist in this world with easier probability comparing to a flower, which makes every flower a very unique creature, and nothing gives me the right to violate her life for anything no matter how it means to you, so how about doing it massively just for the sake of our stupid decoration, or events or our stupid deep feelings, especially those events that requires a flower’s Massacre, can you imagine what if it has blood in it, now can you spot anything romantic with a girl who sells flowers, did you see something close to butcher? That’s The point,
By the way i love burgers.