((Bad thing to say))
Great. Now I feel bad.
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((Bad thing to say))
Great. Now I feel bad.
Oh don't get me wrong, it's just as much my fault, if not way more.
How?
It's always the man's fault. Even if you were to have tied me up, forced me down, and raped me, it still would be my fault.
A starteld laugh. The Hell......
Don't ask. That's the way it is.
Wow. She sighed. I think I'm having a Bad Day. That was their euphemism for the times when her PPD fucked her over and she didn't feel like doing shit. Usually, she could tell when that started.
Sometimes it hit without warning, and that was always the worst.
Won't you come keep us company?
Maybe....
Come on...
Calvin....... She was too drained and upset to even snip at him as she usually would-have.
...Sorry?
She sighed, nesiling down into her blankets.
Need someone to keep you company?
Prob'ly.