That terrible moment when you have to stare at yourself in the mirror while getting a haircut….
Here’s the thing….I will fucking kill you.
Bought a new bed set. So far Goblin’s cat hair is not sticking on it as badly as it had on my former set which is grand.
You of all people shouldn’t have that power over me. All it took was him saying your name in a snide remark to me, like a knife. I mean I suppose I kinda deserved it, and I think I handled it pretty well on account of people laughed harder at my smartass reply than his initial statement- but either way i felt a certain way about it, and I felt my senses going into fight or flight. Crazy how people from our, well I guess our childhood, can leave such an impact, where you don’t know if the negative wording of their name should be warded off with a shield to defend yourself, or if you should wield a sword and attack the one who had even thought to mention them.