i go absolutely ape shit buck wild when people ask me if i want to run errands with them like Let’s Fucking Go. and my mind absolutely maxes out of dopamine when they ask if i wanna stop for coffee. and if someone took me to the park id go bonkers in funcking yonkers
i got so high last night that i started ghostwriting for a golden retriever apparently
mum: I’m going to the shops, do you want anything?
me, rushing to put a bra on: I’ll come with you!
mum, twenty minutes later at the supermarket: so what did you need?
me, content to have gone walkies: *shrugs* nothing
^ what it looks like when extroverts don’t socialize enough