every rose has its thorns

[rose--daniels-blog]

[She’s sitting on a bench at the park.] What'cha lookin’ at?

[yoyoitschristian]

The bus sign behind your head. 

[rose--daniels-blog]

Yeah, sure. [She licks at some of the blood on her face, frowning in distaste.] That tastes awful. Do you have a tissue?

[rose--daniels-blog]

[She's sitting on a bench at the park.] What'cha lookin' at?

[supernescence]