I remember when I first listened to Fleetwood Mac’s Rumors and thought “This isn’t one of the greatest raw emotional albums of all time, no, this is disgusting subhuman noise. Keep cheating men’s private sins private”
Do point out to me where I said keep anyone’s anything private. I said the act of publicly profiting off of their side of a story was the sub human act. It is, quite literally, selling a story which may (and frequently is) embellished at the others expense.
This isn’t making lemonade with lemons… Its shit human behavior. And before you forget that I pointed it out: so was the cheating. Thus: they deserved each other.
But yes: read half of my statement and distill it into “woman bad” or whatever nonsense you were ragebaiting over.
Do point out to me where I said keep anyone’s anything private. I said the act of publicly profiting off of their side of a story was the sub human act. It is, quite literally, selling a story which may (and frequently is) embellished at the others expense.
This isn’t making lemonade with lemons… Its shit human behavior. And before you forget that I pointed it out: so was the cheating. Thus: they deserved each other.
But yes: read half of my statement and distill it into “woman bad” or whatever nonsense you were ragebaiting over.
Indeed.