Life. Itβs like a fucking rose. Everyone talks about how beautiful it is, how full of potential, love, and joy it can be. But no one really wants to talk about the thorns. Everyone wants the petals, the romance, the highs, but no oneβs ready for the sharp shit that comes with it.
Weβre all told that life is full of opportunities, that you can βbloomβ and be your best self. And sure, thatβs true. There are moments of pure beautyβthose times when everything clicks, when you feel on top of the world, when love, success, or happiness are all within your reach. Those are the petals, the things that make life worth it. The moments where you feel alive and like you can take on anything.
But hereβs the truth: life isnβt just petals. Itβs thorns too. The bullshit, the heartache, the setbacks, the failuresβthose are the fucking thorns. They can hurt like hell, cut deep, and leave you feeling like youβre bleeding out. No one talks about how you can go from feeling on top of the world to crashing down in a second. Or how sometimes, it feels like youβre stuck holding onto a rose thatβs just pricking the shit out of you with every step.
But hereβs the kicker: just like a rose, you donβt get the beauty without the thorns. You have to go through some pain, some struggle, some shit you didnβt deserve to truly appreciate the good moments. You need both to make the experience whole. Itβs the balance of it allβthe mess, the beauty, the growth, and the painβthat makes life what it is.
So, yeah, life can be a goddamn rose. Itβs beautiful, itβs painful, and sometimes it feels like the thorns are way too much to handle. But thatβs just part of the process. Embrace the petals, but donβt run from the thorns. You need both to grow.
And in the end, even though life can sting, the moments of beauty are worth every fucking second.
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