"Well... there was a lot of bad." I reply worn out from the negativity.
Family get togethers are a mixed bag...
and some years that mix leaves a bad taste in your mouth
a cold, cold heart in your chest.
That can barely contain
the lava of rage
that is brewing and stewing inside it.
I think this year we'll be spending Thanksgiving with Mickey Mouse.
He can't talk to your face...
let alone behind your back.