The worst gift anyone can choose for me is a flower. Not beacuse of some teenage need to not be girly. I think flowers are beatiful.
I'll say thank you, smile. But I will know that at least for a week, I'll be watching something die infront of me.
And it will die, because of me.
Am i too sensitive? I don't know.
We take flowers from their place, where they could live much longer. Just to watch them die. Such a masochists, without even realising it. Funny