You’re the sweetest. You’re one of the few people on tumblr that actually take the time to send me messages and when you do, it really does brighten my day.
(And I promise I’ll try to post more often.) ♡
I’m awkward, too. Painfully so.
I’m so awkward I even have difficulty going to a shop and buying stuff I need because I feel awkward when people look at me and I feel awkward when I take too long choosing—which by the way happens a lot because I’m very picky—and once it happens it makes me really self-conscious and I feel it will bring everyone’s attention on me and I feel awkward making eye contact with the cashier and I just—I’m very awkward, you know? I’m dating a guy and I’m awkward around him, too. I like him a lot—in fact, I probably like him more than he likes me but I can’t even look into his eyes for more than five seconds because I feel awkward. And I feel awkward when he wants to hold my hand or when he puts his arm around my waist. Nice guy, you know? But I’m awkward as hell and he either thinks I’m an idiot or that I can’t stand him. I like spending time with him and such but most of the time when we’re together I’m either giggling like a little child or avoiding eye contact and god bless his soul why the fuck is he still wasting his time with me?!
I’m sorry, I didn’t really mean to ramble on—all I’m saying is I’m probably more awkward or creepy or fucked up than you are and most of the time I don’t know what to say either but I appreciate people talking to me more than you can ever imagine. You guys have no idea how happy it makes me when you send me nice messages or messages that let me know that you care or messages that basically prove that you know I exist. It just makes me so fucking happy. Seriously.