Sometimes being a chatter can put you in a hot boiling soup. You kept on prattling without realizing that you may have offended your listener. At the end, when you reflect on things that happening that day, you go like "shoot, I think I did say something wrong". And to regret it would bring you no way because you can undo the talking, or unsay the words. Better slip with foot than with tongue.
I could be a real chatter. I could babble and say things foolishly without really thinking about it. Sigh, learn to listen more, B!
-Miss B-
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