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Always panic when i need to type a description of myself. Uncomfortable to define myself in few words becaus--

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♥ Sunday, June 10, 2012 @ 11:03 PM

I am now officially socially awkward. I say all the wrong things, all the time. I no longer know how to talk to people. I forgot how to lie. I forgot how to shut the hell up about my opinions unless when it's about me, then i don't say a thing. I always had difficulty in saying good things to people. I think i am obsessed about not lying and because i am a freaking pessimist i somehow believe that believing in something worse than the truth is always better than having your hopes up for something that do not exist. I do that for myself and now i force it upon people around me. I have said bad, ugly words that i might not mean, but not one good word unless i really really meant it. Even i know that it is supposed to be another way round. I should know how much words can actually hurt or help. Sometimes even when i meant it, pretty things in my mind come out all wrong and bitter and weird and awkward and just..... wrong. I'm a bitter person. Dark, freaky, bitter, awkward person. Hurray!




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