just minishorts.

… that I'm not an easy person. That most of the time, I pretend to know too much for my own good, and I don't like losing in arguments. I don't give in easily, and I stay firm to the decisions I make. I'm a powerful choleric, and that makes me extra agressive, in most cases, this isn't really a virtue.

But they know already. He knows already. You already know. She knows.

The question is, since you know, then why are you complaining?

The other question is, there's this thing about letting bygones be bygones. Sure I wash my own dirty laundry in topic, but only if it is safe washing. I deem very few things safe to be washed… and when I'm sure of things, I'll put it out and and hang it to dry. So what's so dirty about that laundry that it can't be hung out at all, when in other instances it's already been deemed safe and unimportant.

Unless, of course, deep within it IS important.

Then there's the thing about privacy.

I don't know what's going on anymore. But if I can't keep things within nice pretty cushion holders, one day I'll use a knife and poke the feathers all out.