eartha
A woman who hides her pain like a fat kid hides candy in his pants. She’s strong as a brick wall but cries like a baby when no one’s looking. Basically a human saint with a tiny temper.
My ex was an eartha, till she found out I cheated on her with her sister.
She’s the kind of woman who’ll cook you dinner and then yell at you for burning the toast.
That girl’s got a heart of gold and a mouth full of trash.