Turtle enjoying a bath)
And my best friend just went through her first real break up, and I feel like she thinks I’m not even good enough to talk to about it. Like I’m not as important as her other friends any more. I hate autumn and I hate pms and I hate myself. I wish I wasn’t uninteresting and dysfunctional.
I wish I knew how to be close friends with people. I’m always an outsider.
And when I try to be close with people, just share ideas and be silly, I feel like I’m annoying or like they’re just putting up with me, waiting for me to stop, or leave
I can’t tell if I’m right, like I am annoying, or if I’m just constantly socially crippling myself by not opening up.
Which is it :(
-They do, you know?
#inktober 16. I propose one #Spocktober. ;-) (he’s very “ink-friendly”)
Live long and prosper. Markers on sketch paper.