Obviously, peaches are gone from my life forever because of diabetes but I am and always have been like this husband. The “save it for the kids” woman will guilt-trip everybody into infinity with her litany of sacrifices. No peach on the planet will make a child as happy as a content mom who isn’t a sacrificial victim.
Just eat the stupid peach, woman, and stop congratulating yourself for your self-denial because it’s totally fake. I’m not particularly young, to put it mildly, yet I remember women of my mother’s generation go on and on about this stupid last peach. A different continent, a different century, yet women still priss up all over the place about the damn peach.
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