“I revealed too much too soon. I was emotionally slutty.”

“i was perhaps an egotist in youth, but i soon found it made me morbid to think too much about myself”

“I hate being so emotionally slutty. I need to stop loving everyone I have a long conversation with.”

“She wore too much eyeliner then, at age thirteen, and now, at eighteen, she wears so much black under her eyes, she looks like a slutty linebacker raccoon.”

“I say too much of what, he says too much of everything, too much stuff, too many places, too much information, too many people, too much of things for there to be too much of, there is too much to know and I don't know where to begin but I want to try.”

“Okay, if this is what falling in love feels like, someone please kill me now. (Not literally, overzealousreaders.) But it was all too much—too much emotion, too much happiness, too much longing, perhapstoo much ice cream…”