I am not responsible, and will not pretend to be, try to be, or allow myself to feel to be responsible for the idiocy or duplicity of my elders.
I am not responsible, and will not pretend to be, try to be, or allow myself to feel to be responsible for the idiocy or duplicity of my elders.
I am not responsible, and will not pretend to be, try to be, or allow myself to feel to be responsible for the idiocy or duplicity of my elders.
I am not responsible, and will not pretend to be, try to be, or allow myself to feel to be responsible for the idiocy or duplicity of my elders.
I am not responsible, and will not pretend to be, try to be, or allow myself to feel to be responsible for the idiocy or duplicity of my elders.
Repeat as needed.
I'm in Canada, and I really, really, really want to go home.
I am not responsible, and will not pretend to be, try to be, or allow myself to feel to be responsible for the idiocy or duplicity of my elders.
I am not responsible, and will not pretend to be, try to be, or allow myself to feel to be responsible for the idiocy or duplicity of my elders.
I am not responsible, and will not pretend to be, try to be, or allow myself to feel to be responsible for the idiocy or duplicity of my elders.
I am not responsible, and will not pretend to be, try to be, or allow myself to feel to be responsible for the idiocy or duplicity of my elders.
Repeat as needed.
I'm in Canada, and I really, really, really want to go home.
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I wasn't smart enough to do this when my Dad started talking up Brexit and proclaiming he'd be voting Leave. I wasn't smart enough to keep my fat trigger hair mouth shut.
There's more. Always more. I'm in a permanent state of loving hatred.
But so's my daughter - the eldest. And I'm pretty sure that number 3 and number 4 feel exactly the same. Number 2 simply treats his father and I with a smiling dismissiveness (aka 'haha what the fuck do Maw n Paw know anyway'). And number 5 is too young to feel the omnipresent tension between loving and hating - except when I'm telling her her teeth are fucking green and that her bra is filthy...
I've had to read some of your posts out loud to R. For a (mostly former because of the cash-chasing pressure having 5 wains brought with it - he's a Headteacher now ) English Teacher he actually knows good writing...
One of my brothers is old enough for me to get almost generationally upset with him. Especially since his comportment can be about 15 years younger, and I don't mean that in a light-hearted sense. I may have to go into it in more detail in the next little while to get it out of my system.
What he did wasn't nearly as annoying as voting Leave, though ;-).
I am considering putting myself up for adoption. Except he's quite good at looking after teenagers and kittens...
There's always something. I have to focus on the great food sometimes to help me get past my family's actual and nostalgic fascism.
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