it is goddamn stupid how long i’ve gone through life feeling guilty for being introverted and never once questioning why- or even whether this was a valid reason to feel guilty.
sometimes i just don’t want to go out. sometimes i don’t want to be around a group of people larger than a handful. sometimes i want to back out of a social situation because at the last minute someone invited a few people i’ve never met before. and i guarantee you i am never looking forward to an event where i will only know a small handful of people in a very large crowd. okay i’m not talking about going to the movies and shit (and by the way, i’m not bashing people who have trouble dealing with situations like going to the movies- you do what is right for you). but you know what i mean. large social gatherings. i hate parties, okay? i only ever go to them because of a social obligation. i am never ever excited about a large crowd of strangers that i am expected to socialize with. i won’t do it. i will stick in a corner with the one or two people who know enough not to abandon me, and then for like the next three days after the large social gathering i will retreat from all extraneous human interaction because i need to recover/recharge. thank god i’ve got Brian; at least i know i’ll never be left alone at An Event.
sometimes a lot of the time i feel bad about it. sometimes i’ll go out and do something i’m not hyped for because i feel bad. but you know what? fuck it. fuck it and everyone who thinks i need to get out more. i don’t. i’m happy with my tiny group of friends, i’m happy with my small amount of social exchange, i don’t need any more. i don’t. and from now on i’m fighting the guilt. why should i feel guilty about who i am? it’s bullshit. there’s nothing wrong with me. if i only get out once a week to watch the walking dead with my boyfriend and three other people at someone else’s place that’s fucking fine.
i have this ridiculously pervasive fear of becoming a hermit. and it’s true, i attain new friends at a very slow pace. it’s almost not a pace at all. i stand still for a long time and then sometimes i creep forward a little bit. but i’ve found my niche. i’ve got a little group of very solid relationships with people i love dearly and i know they’re in it for the long term. i’ll be okay. i won’t become a hermit. not wanting to go out all the time, not enjoying parties, and being reserved around new people isn’t a catastrophe. not being extroverted isn’t equal to failure at life, and i need to get that through my skull.
this goddamn poster has been taunting me at every single visit to the movie theater since
a long time, idk
thank god i hardly ever get to go to the movies
my baby and i walk out and i have to stand there a second, coincidentally looking a lot like Bilbo standing staring at the doorway there
i assume this is from the part where he and Balin and… was it Kili? go out and explore the front gate? and Bilbo and Balin are like “jesus it smells bad omfg does febreeze work on stone?”
think for a second about how a dragon must smell.
think of how a lizard’s tank smells.
now think of a dragon.
a giant lizard that eats people.
god damn, dragons must reek something awful.
why do i feel like i should recognize this?
when i was little and my parents were driving id pretend there was a man/being/thing running alongside the car who had to follow certain rules like “he can only travel by jumping from streetlight to streetlight” or “he can only walk on fences”
i was so surprised to find out that other people did similar things
i wonder what the underlying psychology behind it is
like its a really specific thing to do but almost everyone did it without telling other kids about it because we all thought it was probably weird or unimportant
wait I’m not the only one who did this?
omg I did this all the time
I still do this sometimes o.o
Yeah, still do this.
MINE HAD A SKATEBOARD TOO.
Mine was on roller blades. Also, sometimes my fingers would shoot lazers and I’d slice houses right in half, though I’d try to avoid people, but sometimes I’d mess up AND THEY WOULD DIE!
mine was on a horse
I didn’t ever do this y’all are weird
Mine was a horse.
omg dude. omg.
the gif is creepy but yeah, pretty sure i did this too