The Blogger and the Celebrity Civilian.

I try not to be sad, but it's pretty hard when you're me. So I'll continue to be someone else I'm not, while you continue to shine brighter than my future.
I can put myself in-front of everyone as anyone, and still be viewed as the same person.
I guess, all traits lead back to the man bleeding from his back...

I'm so socially shy that I'm the type to organise a list of topics in my head to start a discussion for those occasions when the person I want to talk to approaches me unexpectedly, I can be mentally prepared with some-what of a methodically patterned speech. But instead, I panic and forget everything that I've been practising and rehearsing repeatedly in my head for these moments precisely, so I quickly feel an immense amount of pressure growing rapidly with every stare burning through my hot body, and the only words that come to mind are often "... say something you idiot?!". And in a rush to gain her attention, I'll end up creating a fool out of myself again in-front of every cringing thought that's seeping through the eyes of an entire audience watching my desperate attempt to impress the she I'm addressing. And the most awkwardly pathetic flirtatious efforts to throw hints at her, just rebound right back in my stupid flustered face.

- CH