I am the most boring person on earth. And I feel like this isn't even exaggerated. I have nothing to talk about. All people always find something to talk about, but I don't. Everyone thinks I'm shy and don't talk because I'm afraid to do so, but the truth is, I don't have anything to say. I have only a few hobbies, which aren't worth discussing (it's reading and doing crossword puzzles, and unless someone read the exact book I'm currently reading, which never happens, it can't serve as a conversion topic). I don't do any exciting things, like travelling or whatever, because I don't want to. There's never some cool story happening to me. I don't have opinions on nearly anything, because I feel like I shouldn't have an opinion until I have all the facts, and I almost never have all the facts. So whenever someone starts a discussion, it's soon closed because I say "you might be right, I don't know". And then, in simple, every-day conversations, which don't have a specific topic, I just never know what to respond. Watching other people talk to each other, I always notice that they're asking questions or give a comment to what the other person said, to keep the talk going, but when someone tells me something, those questions or comments just don't come to my mind. It's not like I'm not interested, my mind is just empty. And then someone else says it, and I'm like "damn, I could've said that, it's so simple" but I just couldn't think of it. So, to put it in a nutshell, you can't have a conversation with me because I neither contribute any valuable information to a conversation nor do I keep it going by making someone else talk. I think the only reason why I still have a (tiny) social life is because my friends haven't noticed this yet.
Everyone talks about getting married and I'm here like, i don't want anything serious, don't necessarily feel like getting attatched. I just want to have fun and worry about myself.
My childhood friends and I got separated when we went to college, recently we all met again to spend a day together. And I was so ashamed of them because they turned into assholes. We were seeing a movie at the theater, and throughout the whole movie, they talked - but not even whispering, they talked at normal volume, which is basically like screaming when you're in a theater. They even looked at their phones. Then we went to a bar, and to get the waiters' attention, they literally snapped their fingers at them or shouted "hey, you!". And in general they were really loud all the time. When I tried to tell them to be more quiet, they said that they're just having fun like back in the good old days. Maybe I've become old and boring, but this is all so not okay.
I've been awake for almost 24 hours now, running on fumes, already at the point where I can't safely consume more caffeine. But I'm hanging out with my friend because A. I never get to see her anymore, and B. I don't have the heart to tell her the equivalent of "I'd rather go home and sleep than spend time with you."
He seemed genuinely surprised that I wanted a hug from him. He seemed so... relieved when I hugged him, like it was quenching a dying thirst. He hugged me tighter than he ever has, and for just a moment, it almost felt more like I was comforting him than casually giving him a friendly goodbye. But maybe it's all in my head.
I have a friend who really loves having make up on. I know that she only pretty and strong when she has some on, and that it's a little bit her hobby. The thing is, it just doesn't look good, and she obviously doesn't know. She's just not good at it, and it always looks a little sloppy, and she uses some styles that probably look awesome on the beauty gurus in youtube tutorials, but don't fit her face shape. I don't know if I should tell her, or if I should let her be to make her happy. Both seems like the right and wrong thing to do.
I had sex for the first time and I get it now why my friends call it organic MMDA
I have just come to a realization. I have absolutely nobody. None, no one. My friends are fleeting, they're associates, I have no close friends. I have no one that is close to me, no one I can share my feelings with. My family, although I love them, are just too different, almost like there's a language barrier. The friends I do have just aren't that close to me (and not for lack of trying on my part) I am truly and utterly alone in this world, and the worst part is that I've just come to accept it.
I think this guy likes me, but I'm honestly not sure. I mean, he has a girlfriend. But he's so nice to me when he's kind of a dick to almost everyone else. He gives me genuine advice and compliments. He still teases me, but that's how we joke around with each other. I consider him a friend. Is this just friendly behavior? Does he like me as something more? Sometimes I wish I wasn't so socially inept. I've never been good with these things.
Im interested in people and be friends with them just because I love listening to their stories, their point of view and their thoughts. But they dont interest me because I look intimidating and creepy by look because I always have a resting bitch face. I wnted to smile but they dont smile so it be awkward. Plus im very shy. And I dont know I never made friends yet in college. And my loneliness adds up to my facial expression.