I have problems of my own.
Too bad I haven’t had the time to deal with them. At least I managed to sweep it under the rug, eh?
Well, it actually bothers me sometimes because I can see their tiny evil edges peeping out of the pretty rug fringes. Or maybe I really just don’t want to have to face them ever again.
In the meantime, I’ll busy myself with that I have to do. Yes, even if that means denying myself of the opportunity to cut the bullshit and finally live in total truth.
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