i wonder if you ever talk about missing me to anyone.
When you slowly start hating someone you were friends with.
Everyone who suffers from social anxiety needs a friend who will
- help them order food when it’s too scary
- walk with them through crowded places
- help them laugh it off when they make a mistake
- not get tired of answering “no, you’re not annoying, silly goose! You’re adorable and I love you” no matter how many times it’s needed
and if you’re that friend, bless u for being fab <3
the sexual tension between me and no one
I’m not used to being loved. I wouldn’t know what to do.