I will tell you about my wickedness and selfishness with the kindness and selflessness of others...

For years I passed by a flower that withered more and more every day, but I felt that sadness and immense pain while looking at it, every day I persistently went to that flower because only that one flower could make me feel alive.. That flower, although I constantly took care of it and watered it, nothing could stop it from withering, really, dear readers, it...