New holiday game: take a bite of cookie every time your parents make a disparaging comment about your job, love life, bank balance or physical appearance.
Nope, never, not for me. But, why?
heartshapedjello asked: I used to strain my ears to hear the whispers of what you claimed were love. But now all I can do is greet you like the moon greets the sun, in passing and with sorrow.
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