Downside

I wish I could ignore the women I see as effortlessly as my brain forgets people's names who have introduced themselves to me three times over.

How honest is too honest? How do people not be honest and still call themselves people? Or is it human to be dishonest?

Why, why, why. I never drank alcohol, I never smoked or anything else traditionally questionable. I know how all the damned anti-drug PSAs always say "Just say no" ... how do you refuse something you've never been offered? I never explicitly said no, so am I secretly a druggie?

Each day is a constant reminder that I hate going alone.
Come out for a smoke? I don't smoke.
Come out for a drink? I don't drink.
Come out for the game? I don't follow games.
Come out for the band? I don't have money for the ticket.
Come out for church? Just ... no.

Come out? ... I don't.

Do I want to?
Do you want me to? Really?
Self-esteem is trickier than Loki ever could hope to be.

Fuck, even Jim Carrey's dumbass character in Yes Man had friends who he was comfortable enough to say no to and yet who dragged him along. No doubt Zooey Deschanel helped, I'm guessing ...

Existence is a constant lie. I tell these people I have a plan when I can barely see past the next day - not for lack of trying!

Who are you, to me?