just a thought
Dear parents:
Wail on me all you want. I'll take the hits; I'll roll with the punches. Hell, I'm out of here in a month and a half. You two can have your little spats, turn around and take all your shit out on me, and I'll not bat an eyelash so long as I can help it.
But don't you dare treat my sister that way. I won't stand for it.
Love limited to the purely familial, required sort,
Mel
Wail on me all you want. I'll take the hits; I'll roll with the punches. Hell, I'm out of here in a month and a half. You two can have your little spats, turn around and take all your shit out on me, and I'll not bat an eyelash so long as I can help it.
But don't you dare treat my sister that way. I won't stand for it.
Love limited to the purely familial, required sort,
Mel