People? They terrify me, to the point of panic attacks. In large gatherings, it gets worse. I keep to myself mostly and watch them, judging silently because what else do I have to do? I hide behind my camera and remember people in a way that makes me comfortable. Conversations are impossible because all the things that run through my brain go by too fast to push out of my mouth, and everything gets jumbled around so I end up being that girl.
THAT GIRL.
If my life were a horror film, I'd be the bitch that gets killed first.
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