Social awkwardness is a bitch!
I'm freaking out about figuring out these issues of my heart. I'll push 'em away with nothing to say as my friendships quickly fall apart. This isn't what I bargained for. A social sadist causing more harm to myself. I'm a masochist burning bridges. I'm losing touch and looking for crutches anywhere I can. If i could see outside myself maybe I'd truly understand the social games I’m playing from the perspective of the ones I've cheated out of meaningful experiences - still burning bridges. And we could have been best friends, but this never seems to end- these social games we keep playing. We're never done playing.
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