we don’t bottle up our emotions, we pressure cook with a lid on our emotions.
And it works, in an hour you can have soft feeling beans and delicious emotion soup.
we don’t bottle up our emotions, we pressure cook with a lid on our emotions.
And it works, in an hour you can have soft feeling beans and delicious emotion soup.
Sounds like a good, sarcastic critique of the traditionally masculine neglect of emotions.
Unfortunately for said critique, it fits into my pressure cooker~