“No” closes the door. “Because” leaves it open a crack and lets the vermin inside.
You don’t always owe someone an explanation.
This is why we need to stop calling physical touch a love language.
To catch a liar, I built a web of lies.
With the world stuck inside, no one is probably thinking about their hair right now. I debated if I wanted to embrace my “just escaped from a crypt” pandemic look or play chemist and dye my hair blonde.