When people stare at me my immediate reaction to either a) stare back at the intensely or b) quickly break eye contact and start laughing uncontrollably out of discomfort. Whenever I stare at people back they usually back down very fast, because, hey, people don't like be stared at. Fact of the day. Now I can say this book is educational. But then again there are those people who don't back down either. Now I'm fairly shy, or so I've been told, but the minute I get into this type of situation, it's like all the social anxiety got ripped away from my body by my short temper. I will walk toward them until they stop staring at me. Most of the time they stop almost the minute I take a step towards them, but again, there's those brain dead freaks who keep staring and it not until they're basically face to face to me do they stop so I can take a swift turn and continue on my way. Although sometimes, I'm the brain dead freak who stares at people. Either because I'm day dreaming and I don't really process the fact they're there, or I genuinely think they're fucking hot. Sad to say I'm a hypocrite, although if I catch myself staring for too long I make sure to figure out a way to let them know it wasn't because their fly was down of there's gum in their hair. It's as easy as smiling a little. Boom. Mind blowing right?
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Reasons why I don't like dating; and why I plan on staying alone
RomanceThis is the journey of an illiterate, short-tempered, high schooler, who's trying to tell you why she believes love is a sham and that she's slowly becoming a fire hydrant. Love is hard for fire hydrants. Be kind to us.
