Sometimes every little thing, every corner of the earth, has a single goal: to piss you off.
It’s easy to say, “I’m just irritated”. To brush it off like it were a fly landing on your cupcake.
But somehow, that fly has turned into a fuming dragon settling on top of your life, breathing in your air and out fire that burns your hair.
How does no one else see the dragon perched on your shoulders? Continue reading