Painting the roses red
A woman getting her period, like a curse from the devil. It’s like being on the rag, but way worse, like being stuck in a toilet for a week.
My mom said she was painting the roses red again, and I knew it was time for her to take a break from life.
She kept screaming about painting the roses red, and I knew it was her period and not just a bad day.
My sister tried to hide her period by wearing a cape, but it didn’t stop her from painting the roses red.