"You still haven’t scared me yet."
But I want to. To sneak up behind you and place me hands on your arms.
But I can’t-you see.
I’m a coward with no strength to push over my anxiety.
It hurts walking right by you and trying to make eye contact, but you don’t.
It hurts forcing myself to then…
“every time you post something online the entire world sees it”
yeah then explain to me why my post doesn’t have more notes