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For the life of me I don’t know why some females insist on telling their relationship problems to all of their so called friends. They bitch and talk bad about their man to them, only to stay with his ass. Then in turn, they get together and talk about you behind ya’ back for talking shit about him, but only to stick by his side. Ladies, and hell sometimes men too, don’t talk about your boo thang like a damn dog to ya’ gal pals, or ya’ guy pals and expect for them not to spread ya’ business. If they decide to tell Tom Dick and Harry, why get upset? You’re the one who volunteered the information that they are now using against you or spreading to others they know. The less ya’ friends know about your personal life, the better off you’ll be.

Another thing. Keep ya’ bedroom secrets just that, a secret. A secret from ya’ yapping ass girlfriends or ya’ sneaky ass guy friends. Don’t go blabbing about how good they are in bed. You’re gonna mess around and have one of ya’ friends interested in trying them out for themselves. Keep that in mind. If you want to talk about your personal life to someone, talk to a damn counselor.

Keep ya’ business to ya’ damn self!