2017/9/3

I hate it when people ask me what my favorite film/anime/book/author/director/whatever the fuck is. Dude my brain capacity sucks ass, therefor in the few seconds that lapse between your question and my anticipated answer, my brain cells freeze because 1. I'm shy and eager to impress so these two qualities literally stop me from uttering more than a single word than is socially necessary therefore small talk and I don't make good buds 2. My brain capacity hardly trumps that of an 8g iPhone, namely I cannot and am simply physically incapable of, recalling events/names/titles on the spot, unless these events/names/titles occurred/appeared no earlier than three days prior, or if they did, were so impressive(not necessarily great, probably emotionally scarring) as to leave an everlasting imprint on my brain and my consciousness and my soul. 3. I hate listening to myself talk and I especially dread having people wait for me as I gather my thoughts (it seriously is a harrowing experience) so the first answer that pops into my head I blurt out, so often my answer to your question isn't the answer I was looking for, but rather the answer my brain decides to spontaneously settle upon at that specific moment in time.

Trying to make me pick a favorite film out of the hundreds of films(I'm not trying to seem like a savvy filmgoer most ppl have probably seen hundreds likely more) is asking me to overcome both emotional and physical hurdles only to arrive at a halfhearted attempt of an answer that satisfies neither one of us! So why ask????!!!!!!

#perks of being an introvert #sorry there are none #society hates shy folks fucking exclamation mark #sad emoji of a girl who can't seem to make friends easily and despises herself for it #lol that sounds depressing I'm actually not even that sad