My wife and I use the pinky promise as a sacred oath and sometimes an investigative tool.
If we’re not okay, or we’re worried the other is putting on a face to get through a moment without being honest, the pinky is used as a “I won’t ask again, just promise me you’re alright, or will be alright, and we’re good” and that kicks off a conversation or she confirms that she’s fine and the tone is residual from another frustration.
Pinky is sacred, if my wife lied on a pinky promise, it would breach our deepest marital trust.
Forgot most of it because how boring it was, and then I talk with people I knew from those years and it’s always the same topics, the same histories, like they are stagnant on memories because their life peaked at highschool.
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