I come home from the supermarket with a bunch of roses, to brighten the house, to bring Rish a smile when he works from home in the mornings, hiding from the cold of outside.
There’s something awesome about the way roses dry up and die. I remember a bunch I kept once from Rish, maybe in uni or high school, for months, because they still looked gorgeous after the colour was gone and they were dry.


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pretty! it’s been ages since I bought flowers. I should rectify that. :)
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My wedding bouquet roses have dried a gorgeous deep red colour, they’re beautiful.