You know those moments when people sound so apprehensive before saying a bad word? Like they pause for a fraction of a second before saying “fuck” or “shit” out loud. It’s barely there, like it’s a general lull in a sentence but you can sense it, like you have a feeling that this person really doesn’t want to curse but they have to because … I don’t know, maybe they’re just really mad or something or they just feel like the f-word is appropriate for the situation they’re in.
God those moments are lovely.
Because they make me think of those days when I was just learning how to embrace profanities and I used to think of all the baby angels crying in heaven whenever I curse.
Aaaaahh my 13-year-old innocent self, you are a little bundle of joy in 2006 <3
