Verilain
I never had as long or decent a conversation with my mother as the one after I'd hit the deer and totaled the car.
I never had as long or decent a conversation with my mother as the one after I'd hit the deer and totaled the car.
I realized my self-esteem could use a boost when I seriously considered starting up a conversation with my creepy stalker, just to hear nice things said about me.
I fear that people would believe me to be a malingerer, and even my estranged father, upon hearing about the dilemma which my symptoms presented, commented, "I think you're allergic to work."