Clay just came down stairs and asked me about my 'near awkward moment' I had this weekend.

"If I wanted you to know what it was I would have FUCKING SAID IT!!" was my response.

Like I need him knowing about it. I don't care if others know, because iv told others about it. Not that its a big deal, it's just that I don't need my younger brother knowing every little thing that I do.
I love my brothers, they are like friends to me, but not the kind of friends you tell everything to...