Forgiving a wrong done, Forgetting a hurt inflicted, is one of the few beautiful things that thankfully survived, two millenia since Jesus Christ.
It doesn't come easy, does it? Yeah, it's not that you want the culprit to grovel and cry at your feet every two hours or so, but.. it's the relentless pounding of the deed in your head, and you just want to scream and throw vases at him for doing this to you.
And then you loathe yourself for being pussy enough to stick around, too weak to get up and walk away. But then you think, how often does a love come by, and why would you let go and give up so easy?
Paradox, contradictions.
But enough about me and the sad story of my life. Hey, I'm sure you guys have clothing like, silk or really fine linen or those that require dry cleaning? So you send them to the dry cleaners or do you just wash it, or what? ANSWER ME AT THE TAG PLEASE!
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