It’s been quite a long time since I’ve just sat down with someone and poured my mind. Just texting is so bland boring that I tend to just forget to reply. Want to know my day through a text? “It was pretty good, you?” Call me, and I’ll elaborate. I just love phone calls, or conversing in a more intimate environment. I can express sarcasm and tune into the tone of the conversation. I don’t even care if you’re a new acquaintance; call me, and I’ll sing you a song with a crappy voice. The lack of closer interaction among our generation and beyond is rather disappointing.
- Accidentally offending people
- Accidentally fucking things up
- Deliberately offending people
- Deliberately fucking things up
nothings worse than passing up an opportunity you know you would’ve enjoyed because of the fear of being judged