There's nothing better than a good laugh. The kind of laugh where you can't catch your breath and tears roll down down your face. The kind of laugh that makes you feel almost carefree afterwards and will bring a smile to your face everytime you remember that moment.
I used to love to laugh like that. To laugh until I cried. That was until yesterday when my sister told me I really have an evil laugh. Now I'm freaked about it. She managed to ruin something so very enjoyable. And that makes me sad.
Also is she alone in her opinion or does everyone agree that I have an evil laugh? I caught myself laughing a couple of times today but quickly stopped myself; I hate she has made so paranoid about it but that's the power of a shitty comment.
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