Don't you hate when someone gives you a quick stare like you are a freak then look away that annoys me when walking on the street generally outside or at stores.
BTW great place.
BTW great place.
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Yes in the past I have often felt uncomfortable in public because of these sorts of interactions, but I've come to realise that it was really my own anxiety making me think that people where staring and judging me when it was simply accidental eye contact and idle glances in passing.Think a lot of that is our reaction though. Someone looks at us out of curiosity which is usual. And then we think it's something about us specifically. When it usually isin't. It's sort of human nature to look for danger around you, access the threats, keep yourself safe. Most people do that.
Don't you hate when someone gives you a quick stare like you are a freak then look away that annoys me when walking on the street generally outside or at stores.
BTW great place.
Really flirt with you lucky. I had that one time that I noticed many moons ago.something similar to that happened to me at one point by some girls out on the street that came across me,flirting with me thinking that i'm cute ,and i walked off afterwards thus avoiding them like a ninja,even a girl who i met in high school called me her boyfriend
Really flirt with you lucky. I had that one time that I noticed many moons ago.
As for school when I was in 5th grade girls called me a hunk I had no idea what a hunk was and I use to get annoyed.
Really flirt with you lucky. I had that one time that I noticed many moons ago.
As for school when I was in 5th grade girls called me a hunk I had no idea what a hunk was and I use to get annoyed.
I am a 64 year old fat woman. I am invisible.
If someone glanced at me I wouldn’t mind at all, unless they barfed.