Awkwardly Introverted

You ever walk into a room and immediately regret it? Like, your  whole being  just screams,  "Abort mission!"  🚨 but it’s too late because people have already seen you? 👀 Yeah,  that’s my life. This picture right here?  It’s a whole mood.  🎭 Those little emoji faces sum up every awkward social situation  I’ve ever been in. The  nervous face  😬➡ That’s me when someone randomly starts talking to me and I have no idea how to respond. My brain is just buffering like an old Windows XP computer. 💀 The  spiral eyes  😵‍💫➡ That’s me when I overthink a simple conversation from  three years ago  and wonder if I embarrassed myself. 🤦🏾‍♀️ The  shocked face  😳➡ That’s me when I accidentally make eye contact with a stranger and panic because now I have to look away  without looking weird.  😭 Honestly, socializing shouldn’t be  this hard,  but here we are. Some people walk into a room  an...

  I’m Just in Bed… Not About That Life 😂 So boom—I’m in bed. Warm, cozy, thriving in my introverted peace. I’m minding my business, probably scrolling through my phone, avoiding social interactions like a pro. And yet, here I am, staring at this hardcore “Thug Life” image like I’m out here in these streets, really built for this life. 💀😂 Let’s be real—I am  not  about that life. I don’t fight, I don’t argue, and if someone raises their voice at me, I’m already planning my quiet escape. Someone steps on my shoe? Fine, I’ll take the L and move on. Someone cuts me in line? I’ll be upset  internally , but I won’t say a word. Why risk unnecessary drama when I can just go home and chill? But that picture? That vibe? It spoke to me. It  looked  cool. 😎 And honestly, that’s all that matters. My Bitmoji is a Fraud That little "Thug Life" image? Lies. Deception. It makes it look like I’m out here running things when, in reality, I’m debating whether to get up for...