"Sisters Talk"

I'm still thinking of how sinful it would be if I have said more. About the man of the house, mainly. Luckily it was 8:15 pm and I had to do my Maghrib prayer, so I went away. Some were very argumentative, and some were, well, optimized? There were tears but weren't from me. I'm pretty much optimistic I should say, and I don't think that what had and will happen worth mine. It's life. There's no use of complaining and crying, for those things will happen again. Ergo, the least I could do is, be quiet and listen.

Call me The Girl on the Fence, you have my service.