Strange

Strange in my world encompasses the very odd or the deceptively simple.

Deceptively simple strangeness is a head full of TL;DR thoughts that I can’t write. My thoughts don’t fit in my head most of the time. That’s why I’m here. Tumblr is a social experience and an outlet. A way to be involved in more people’s lives and have more people involved in mine. These are needs. I am an extrovert.

I can make decisions and ponder my direction without consultation. What I can’t do effectively is to process my feelings without announcing them in crowds.

Maybe I’m too expressive for some. Even when I’m swallowing it, I feel like you can read it on my face. I don’t often need others to be expressive for me to understand them, but I know that I have to make an effort to keep in mind that some people don’t wear their heart on their sleeve. Apparently they keep in somewhere in their chests. Like chumps.

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  1. pbnpineapples reblogged this from cutlerish
  2. loveandsanity said: Amen!
  3. redcloud said: I like to process my feelings in a pizza oven. And then, my belly.
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