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babyfaced subhuman
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I can't even go shopping or answer a phone call without shitting my pants, trembling like a bitch and overthinking every little exchange I have with strangers. I'm a pathetic, autistic waste of oxygen.
I don't understand why I'm like this. I'm 31 and afraid of buying ice cream because of weird insecurities and lack of social skills. I don't want the cashier to think I'm a fat little pussy who likes ice cream, like I'm some fat kid who shouldn't be eating junk food. I do have a fat baby face which makes it worse.
When I do buy junk food, I don't want to return to the same store because I'm afraid of what the cashier will think of my eating habits. "Buying ice cream two days in a row? What a faggot."
That's the kind of shit I think about, that's how pathetic and absolutely mindfucked I am.
I can't even buy alcohol because I have the worst babyface in the world. I don't want to embarrass myself because I know the cashier will ask for ID, and probably laugh or say something about my hilarious baby face (it's happened before.) I know I'd leave the store with alcohol, but at what cost to my already shattered psyche?
Now imagine what getting rejected or laughed at would do to my non-existent confidence.
I don't understand why I'm like this. I'm 31 and afraid of buying ice cream because of weird insecurities and lack of social skills. I don't want the cashier to think I'm a fat little pussy who likes ice cream, like I'm some fat kid who shouldn't be eating junk food. I do have a fat baby face which makes it worse.
When I do buy junk food, I don't want to return to the same store because I'm afraid of what the cashier will think of my eating habits. "Buying ice cream two days in a row? What a faggot."
That's the kind of shit I think about, that's how pathetic and absolutely mindfucked I am.
I can't even buy alcohol because I have the worst babyface in the world. I don't want to embarrass myself because I know the cashier will ask for ID, and probably laugh or say something about my hilarious baby face (it's happened before.) I know I'd leave the store with alcohol, but at what cost to my already shattered psyche?
Now imagine what getting rejected or laughed at would do to my non-existent confidence.
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