Twisted

What would you do if someone had spread nasty and embarrassing rumors about you sometime back, but when somewhat confronted, the person had vehemently denied it and acted innocent so you forgave him/her, but just recently the fallacy resurfaced again from another recipient of the rumor, which again brought back those anger-inducing memories?

I'd like to write about what I think of that twisted informant in all bluntness glory, but I am a Christian woman and I've decided not to cuss people anymore, unlike what I usually do in the past when I get mad.

Well...'nuff said.

But I can still feel my blood boiling.