when there’s a group of your friends hanging out and youre like trying to join the conversation but dont know how
•go to the bathroom to escape
•feel very uncomfortable without a phone or some other crutch
•dwell on a small awkward moment for much longer than necessary
•never go to any social event without a person that makes you feel comfortable
•follow said person way too much
•worry about the person beginning to find you obnoxious
•faking an illness to get out of a social event
Tim: but if you love her, why won’t you tell her?
Brian: I can’t. I’ve always thought of love as something light and quick. Here one minute, gone the next, But once it sets it’s sights on you, like Cupid’s arrow, it fires straight into you, but unlike an arrow, it’s a living, breathing force. Like a bee, or a wasp or.. A hornet. I’ve always felt like the hornet has been right behind me, ready to strike, but now when I look at her, it’s slower, like it is made of marble, it’s body too heavy for it’s wings. It’s not that I don’t want to love her anymore, it’s just that I CAN’T.
Tim: Love to you is like a Marble Hornet?
Brian: in a way, yes.
Tim: That’s fuckin’ deep, man.