juliashashkina: The way life drains us. The rose is a metaphor to a human-being – we are born innocent and pure, yet life usually breaks us at some point and in the end we are broken into a million pieces. There is beauty within destruction because
juliashashkina: The way life drains us. The rose is a metaphor to a human-being – we are born innocent and pure, yet life usually breaks us at some point and in the end we are broken into a million pieces. There is beauty within destruction because
