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:(:

I avoid those serious talks

Ya know,

The ones about everything you hold inside

Who doesn't?

Oh yea

Attention ******

But guess what?!

I don't brag about my problems

I choose very carefully

Who I want to talk to

Most of the time I don't choose anyone

But things like that

Really kinda do need to be talked about

Lift that weight off your chest

But

It's hard for me to get started

When someone asks

"How are you"

I made it a habit to say

"Okay"

like yea

I'm perfectly awesome

And a tiny part of me wants that person to detect something in my eyes

But it never happens

I'm either a super good liar

Or they just honestly don't give a ****

And I bet I could guess which

I just really have a hard time

Like I get the urge to invite someone to have a coffee with me

Just so we can talk about all the bad things

Get it out of the way

I know...

How awful is that?

But I feel like my life is a huge secret to everyone

I need friends who know how to be honest

Who care and want to know me

Good and bad

I can't handle fake people

Or those people that are addicted to attention

I don't want to be one of those people who want people to pity them

I don't want pity or anything like that

#1 reason why I don't talk willingly

I just want someone to listen

And hopefully understand a little bit

And I'll listen right back

I need some kind of

Normal

Non dramatic

Serious

Equal

Friendly

Talk

Those people that either don't say anything at all

Or they give you advice on your problems

That's what I like

Those people that listen and then say

"Oh well I have problems like that"

Or

"Oh well my dog ran away"

Or

"Oh well I went to comb my hair and..."

Subject changers

They direct everything towards themselves

Attention stealers

It's like

Come on

I can't talk to you

Nothing I even say goes in your head

All it does is make you think about yourself

When it's like

I'm asking you for help

And your talking about yourself

That helps me a lot

Thanks

But seriously

Just a friend to keep updates with

Share our current situations

Back and forth

Equally listening and caring

Please tell me you know what I mean

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