“What a treacherous thing to believe that a person is more than a person.”
― John Green, Paper Towns
It’s weird… I like having alone time and doing things on my own, but I get lonely sometimes too. Now is one of those times. I feel like I’m on an island and I wave to other people on their islands and they wave back but no one gets in a boat…
If I had a boat I’d get in it. But I don’t. I wish people would get in their boats.
- mercutio: i can see what's happening
- benvolio: what?
- mercutio: and they don't have a clue!
- benvolio: stop
- mercutio: they'll fall in love and here's the bottom line -- our trio's down to two
- benvolio: people are dying
I’m not stuck up.
I’m not rude.
I don’t think i’m better than you.
I have social anxiety.
I’m uncomfortable around you.
So if you say something and I stutter, mumble, apologize profusely or ignore you, please don’t take offense.
I’m trying inside, but its hard to speak when you feel like your suffocating.
It’s annoying and scary and I have no control over it.
I wish more people understood this…