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every night you've been stopping by my room and asking if i want to walk the dog with you. and i say no because i know what you want and i am not giving it to you. the truth is not pulled out of me and lies are just another thing to try. the sun hasn't even gone down yet and i'm already just a failure *(i should say still)* THIS IS NOT UP FOR DISCUSSION I HAVE BURNED OUR BRIDGES AND NOW IT'S YOUR JOB TO SILENTLY WATCH THEM SMOKE you're not helping my mental disarray because you are unaware of its existence. she's out in the living room again ranting and raving at him about all her problems *(they say men marry girls just like their mothers and i'm beginning to see it something about that obnoxious extroversion)* **yes i just called extroverts obnoxious or maybe i just called you obnoxious because you are a textbook extrovert** *(they say girls grow up to be just like their mothers so i'm sure that i'm obnoxious too)* now you're back i can see you and the dog walking up the driveway and now it's time to trim my thoughts at the seams and the corners where they start unraveling and you start tugging at the threads snip snip stop it.
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Aug 21, 2016
Aug 21, 2016 at 6:11 PM UTC
extroverts are obnoxious (or maybe just you are)
every night you've been stopping by my room and asking if i want to walk the dog with you. and i say no because i know what you want and i am not giving it to you. the truth is not pulled out of me and lies are just another thing to try. the sun hasn't even gone down yet and i'm already just a failure *(i should say still)* THIS IS NOT UP FOR DISCUSSION I HAVE BURNED OUR BRIDGES AND NOW IT'S YOUR JOB TO SILENTLY WATCH THEM SMOKE you're not helping my mental disarray because you are unaware of its existence. she's out in the living room again ranting and raving at him about all her problems *(they say men marry girls just like their mothers and i'm beginning to see it something about that obnoxious extroversion)* **yes i just called extroverts obnoxious or maybe i just called you obnoxious because you are a textbook extrovert** *(they say girls grow up to be just like their mothers so i'm sure that i'm obnoxious too)* now you're back i can see you and the dog walking up the driveway and now it's time to trim my thoughts at the seams and the corners where they start unraveling and you start tugging at the threads snip snip stop it.
Copyright 7/27/16 by B. E. McComb
#depression#anxiety#introvert#people#family#secrets#introversion#extrovert#extroversion
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be-mccomb
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Aug 21, 2016
Aug 21, 2016 at 6:11 PM UTC
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