when i was like 11 my dad told me the story of how the japanese attacked the aussies on a beach and killed a bunch of aussie nurses or sth. see, my girlfriend at the time was japanese and for some reason i felt fucking betrayed lmao. i remember crying in the shower thinking “HoW cOuLd YoU dO tHiS tO mE aNd My PeOpLe?!” somehow, we’re still cool tho. not dating. but we’re cool.