I’m an asshole. Like a grade C asshole; I’m not a troll, I am not manipulative, and I have a pretty well versed grasp on my emotional spectrum. But, when I’m upset, I’m not easy to be around. I’m never intentionally hurtful, but if I’m struggling, I can be cold. And unforgiving. And ruthlessly articulate. If I were on the receiving end of me, sometimes, I would maybe cry and storm off. Hubs never does.
What’s in Your Mug?
Classical Sass

I’m pretty sure we’re sisters from other mothers

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