Silencio XCVI

I was always nervous, and I envied shy kids. They were equally uneasy, but coped by withdrawing into silence. The nice thing about not saying anything is people assuming you're cool and mysterious. I had to punctuate everything with a little comment. They weren't always nice. The more uncomfortable the silence became, the more I'd say. I'd often return home with no recollection of what I'd said.


All I'm saying is I'd trade a lot for the luxury of the silence of the beautiful sometimes. I'd love to be strong and confident enough to keep my mouth shut.

not pretty : Beautiful Silence


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