Fear, something I know little to nothing about, but switching between introvert and extrovert personalities i’ve managed to constantly instill that into other humans. Degree after degree my philosophy on life to help spread encouragement and find solutions has unfortunately only touched one person. Alcohol Abuse could never be an option because of age and Avengece Behavior is avoided because this person can barely open up to me alone, except for one particular day where wheathers depressing charm cease to and end, leaving room for orange and blue skies making a concerned client eager to explain why peer pressure is the most dangerous habit ever.
Holding my mouth closed, cold weather symptoms seem to be the only reason I stay warm. Door still locked, dry phone, all while wearing heavy clothes underneath a expensive thin blanket, somehow pollen has made more of an impact than my three months in summer. Confused right? Try asking yourself who will hurt most contemplating if you should text someone. Either way I need drugs. Chloraseptic spray,her love, cough drops, recognition of some sort confirming I’m not completely sick. Now one random person might get a text message, and I’m potentially a drug addict smart enough to not let anyone inside.
