Well, I Mean It’s All Because I’m Awkward

There is something cracking and terrifying
about being alone, or going somewhere 
entirely alone. 
And in this loneliness you have to talk yourself into
Because not going becomes too 
and telling yourself how
awkward/weird/strange it’s
going to be, becomes
infinitely (and infinitely, and infinitely) 
worse. So much so that now you have 
told yourself that 
you are better off
And soon you realize that you have passed the 
stage of meeting people, everyone
has already 
>Now you must tell yourself to fade
into the background
or get over yourself and put 
                               out there. (Please do). 


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