Rants, Rhythms And Downright Randomness

Halp

When you low-key wanna flirt with your tall, bisexual friend.

But are too chicken to even try.

And on the inside just sit in a corner screaming.

"Halp me. Please, someone. I just wanna flirt. Why can't I even do that?"

Or when the cute musician flirts with you from onstage.

And you can't even reply.

You just end up wishing the ground would open up and swallow you.

Ah yes.

The joys of being too awkward to function in social situations.

Because there is always someone better and more interesting than me to talk to - so why even bother.

Woo. I'm a self-deprecating mess.

Fun.

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Yep, so that's why I don't leave my room. I suck. And not in the good way. Ayyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy. I'm sorry for everyone I just scarred. That was inappropriate. But yeah, I have a weakness for cute people. So everyone needs to stop being so damn cute. Love ya mystic squirrels.

Stlt~Tigers And Sharks by You Me At Six