I don’t understand how people can be so intimate with each other and then act like they don’t exist everywhere else.
Don’t you get it? I broke my rules for you and then you broke my heart.
Be so happy that when others look at you they become happy too.
i always think “if people want to talk to me they will” which is my reasoning for never really starting conversations so i’m permanently thinking no one wants to talk but what if they’re sat there thinking the same and it’s just this cycle of silence that never gets broken because i’m too stubborn to just put myself out there