Gotta learn to do nasty things to others and I refuse to do so.
How can it be that some people are natural experts in the art of being distasteful, obnoxious, and wicked, all at once?
This is something that bothers me ever since I remember, but I believe it is time to try to act like that.
I am hating myself for that. And will try to think it over in a cold shower.
Sorry for ranting.
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- Fernanda
- Full-time friend, mother, wife, translator, housewife. After 6 years living in a cottage-like house, we moved into an apartment at one of the busiest avenues of São Paulo. A couple, three kids, and a 7-year-old Weimaranner. Life couldn't get any easier.
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