Please, come with me . . .
The fool: "You saw it and you didn't fix it, you obviously don't love me, so I'll do it myself . . ." Me: "Shut up, you liar. I'm not thinking that about my husband, he loves me and that's all I care to know" *** The fool: "I'm surely going to get fired, there's no [...]
It started by dragging my attention to my neighbours, then it spoke . . .