“It’s just a matter of understanding, accepting, and respecting a person for who he is.”
I had a conflict—silent treatment with one of my bading friends. And silence can kill more than clamor. Hell, I could not take the uneasiness I felt, so we had a heart-to-heart conversation, although it was through text. I couldn’t (and I think she too) bare having confrontation, I would just cry and wouldn’t able to talk and let my heart out.
There, we forgave and forgot.
I love you, bads.
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