Sometimes I do wish I could get out though... I feel really crummy sitting here like a sack of potatoes. But the outside world is no place for me. And just the though of that kind of social interaction is so scary. I've never been very good with people though. It turns out that some people actually hate loyalty and care. So now I'm just a lonely fish out of water- that's also a sack of potatoes...
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Mind Your Own Business
No FicciónMy adventures in fear and anxiety from within my mind. Hopefully anyone reading this can relate! (TRIGGER WARNING: A PAINFULLY REALISTIC LOOK AT MY ANXIETY)
