day 10618: if you pretend hard enough, it never actually happened
The women in my family are not very good at saying “I’m sorry”.
We tend to fly off the handle at the slightest thing, say things we regret the next day, and then expect everything to blow over by being super nice to each other the next day. Sometimes this backfires… especially when you get reamed out by your mother in the middle of Pacific Mall for something that was entirely unrelated to you.
Yeah, I’m holding a grudge... whaddaya wanna do 'bout it?
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