Tuesday, December 15, 2009

45 x 365 #264

264/365 - RP

Your mother calls it, rather euphemistically and certainly optimistically, a problem with temper. I call it, a bit more honestly and more unkindly, a problem with immaturity. You're too old for your tantrums. Your parents are scared of you; your siblings hate you. Grow up.

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