I think one of the saddest things is when two people really get to know each other: their secrets, their fears, their favourite things, what they love, what they hate, literally everything, and then they go back to being strangers. It’s like you have to walk past them and pretend like you never knew them, never even talked to them before, when really, you know everything about them.
I don’t understand people who bash and disrespect their parents while they pay for their education, food, clothing, and basically entire life. the bare minimum you can do is offer them some modicum of respect in return. the. bare. minimum.