I am afraid of women, of being social, of being around people.
I guess I'm not as afraid as much as I am apathetic towards these things. I just can't do it; I can't bring myself to care about other people's lives. Why am I so selfish? I think I need to learn how to be a better person or friend.
But I am just a recluse -- is that so wrong? I like being by myself, if not with Grisha, and I am perfectly fine with staying inside with a comfy sweater and a cup of tea while reading a book. Sometimes I think my desires contradict themselves, because I have a penchant for glamour and pretty things, however my reclusive nature directs me towards more low-key environments, not glamorous happenings.
I feel like such a loser and such a square inside a bowl of social expectations.
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I hate summer.
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- JessicaRoxanne
- I like pretty things, owls, books, making dresses, writing songs, collecting cameras, cooking and baking, exploring my viola, and playing showtunes on the piano.
1 comment:
I totally totally agree with you on this post. In the spring we can sit around, not talk, read, and drink tea. That way we can be reclusive and slightly social so we don't feel so bad. Best of both worlds? Yes.
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