Anneli Rufus (via vegetable)
I’m glad my introverted friends stick around.
I am very extroverted, and because of that, I have a special place in my heart for the (most likely also extraverted) friends that send me 100 texts to convince me to go out, pound on my door on the weekends, wake me up, and then drag me out to lunch or something (anything). Friends that are the devil on my shoulder and insist I stay out late when I probably shouldn’t. Because I am addicted to people. I would go without sleep before I skipped a social gathering that sounded fun.
I find silence uncomfortable. I talk to fill it. I get louder than I mean to. I reveal too much right away.
Most of my friends are introverted. I love them. I feel like they see the world more peacefully and slowly and offer new perspectives that would never occur to me. Almost always concealing a good story somewhere, that you can find and uncover if you pay attention. I feel like I must be the most obnoxious thing that ever happened to them.
(via angealive)
nooooo angela i love you