"Sorry Ma'am, I couldn't find that dress you wanted, but is this scared, crying 4 year old girl yours? I found her by the door wishing she belonged to someone who gave a shit."

I can relate. That's how I feel when people leave the toilet seat up.


For sanity's sake AND because I honestly believe it, that's how I feel about all my exes. That secret could easily be mine.
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