I never realized how bad my social anxiety was until I entered college. Tonight, a friend stepped up to talk in behalf of me because I was shaking badly as I was speaking. She doesn’t know that that was the sweetest and most thoughtful thing any friend has ever done for me.
Nothing ever ends poetically. It ends & we turn it into poetry. All that blood was never once beautiful. It was just red.
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