Right now, I wish I were still super anonymous and single, because I’m having a fucking hilarious and painfully awkward TMI conversation with Bacon. A part of me wants to post it. But another part of me is like, This is a weird conversation to post from your boyfriend, especially knowing how many people read this and know you offline.
Oh, second language learners and their inability to understand subtlety. Making me spell out every single embarrassing, personal, semi-disgusting detail over KakaoTalk for clarification.
