Have you ever had a conversation with someone and the next day you have no clue what you told them. That is me at this very moment... slowly trying to retract my every word, but I can only recall some bits and pieces. Why am I ashamed anyways? I’m afraid I may have said something I shouldn’t have... ahaha that’s the thing about me - always over thinking and over analyzing. I mean why am I so concerned anyways... anything I said I was being frank about so why am I ashamed! The truth is I am embarrassed... I can recall bits and pieces of the conversation, but during intoxication my filter is unleashed.
The truth about me is there is absolutely nothing exciting about me. I’m just a plain Jane, I barely stand up for myself! So there you have it, I am the most boring person ever. Why would anyone be curious about me anyways?
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