in my pitiful defense
I’m sorry if I wear two faces - one that seems friendly, the other one cold-hearted. In my pitiful defense, I am simply shy and well, scared. Scared to say a simple “hi” even though I just met and talked to you yesterday. You can consider it rude, actually very rude. But, please, please, understand that I don’t do it on purpose on the intent of hurting anyone. It’s simple something that I have to work on. I’m not comfortable with being open, assertive, and I guess, welcoming. And in my pitiful defense, I don’t really actually hate or dislike anyone - it’s simply me. Always has been me. I actually tend to give people the benefit of the doubt. But damn. This is my pitiful defense. Pity me.
Just kidding.





