My Absolute Favorite Growing Up Was Super

I Hope You Die.... P.s. If You Do Die, I'm Going To Go To The Funeral And Finger Your Corpse.

I'm Very Introverted, So It Requires A Huge Effort For Me To Put On A Smile And Extend A Hand And Accept Compliments. I Would Much Rather Be Insulted Than Complimented Any Day.

I Don't Think I Was Awake For Much Of My Childhood. I Did A Lot Of Napping. This Might Have Been A Defensive Measure Against Encroaching Depression. Until About The Age Of Eleven Or Twelve, I Had Zero Interests Other Than Trying To Steal Gumballs From Supermarket Gumball Machines.

My Fear Is If I Expose Myself, Not So Much That I'll Be Hurt, But That The Reaction Will Be "is That All There Is? Is That The Entirety Of You? Because It's Boring."

I Imagine There's A Level Of Narcissism That Goes Into Thinking You're Enough.