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Beatrice (my laptop) is being really fussy lately. Well, to be more precise, the charger is being fussy. It keeps falling out and won't charge. It's not the cord, because I've tried a different one. Bea, why do you torment me so! D:
My mom called me Harper today while my dad was in the room. The conversation went something like this:
MOM: Harper?
ME: Yeah?
DAD: *sarcastically* Who're you talking to?
MOM: Your...daughter?
ME: Son...thing...
DAD: *raises eyebrow* Daughter.
ME: We'll talk.
MOM: *gives me a sympathetic look and pats my shoulder*
I wish I had the courage to stand up to him.
ONE OF MY ICONS RANDOMLY CHANGED INTO SOMETHING ELSE AGAIN. WTH?
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WHAAAAT?
My mom called me Harper today while my dad was in the room. The conversation went something like this:
MOM: Harper?
ME: Yeah?
DAD: *sarcastically* Who're you talking to?
MOM: Your...daughter?
ME: Son...thing...
DAD: *raises eyebrow* Daughter.
ME: We'll talk.
MOM: *gives me a sympathetic look and pats my shoulder*
I wish I had the courage to stand up to him.
ONE OF MY ICONS RANDOMLY CHANGED INTO SOMETHING ELSE AGAIN. WTH?
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WHAAAAT?