I don’t want to slink away. I don’t want to expose you either.
You’ve exposed enough thankyouverymuch.
Between you and me - it’s Over the Top. And not in a Good Way. And it’s NOT been between you and me, like pals over coffee, or on a road trip, or falling-down, pre-crying-jag “I love you so-ho-ho much” drunk, which is when Normal People let that caliber of private sh*t fall from their mouths.
You BLOG about it, in excruciating detail.
If I was your mama, your sister, your BFF, or I randomly bumped into you on the street I would say “Jeez girl, that is gross, and waHAY too much information!”
But that’s just me. So instead I stop.
Which is a shame because
Blog on. Say what you want.
Don’t go changing to try ‘n please me.
But understand that I can’t play along when the TMI you’re offering is in all actuality T(6) x M(3) x I(gag).
Reading the deets on your latest endeavor is Simply. Too. Much.
It’s not you; it’s me.
I’m not judging except to say you’re wrong, it’s bad, and I’m a better person.
Oh, that sounds like judging.