The Little Things...

I’m horrible at starting conversations.

I’m terrible at small talk. 

Public speaking makes me want to puke. 

My flirting is as good as my ability to read Morse Code. 

I play with my fingers when I'm nervous. 

or I twirl my ring around my finger. 

I look at the ground when I'm uncomfortable. 

Confrontation makes me sweaty. 

(even if I'm not involved) 

I talk to myself sometimes. 

You need to be blunt with me sometimes. 

(pretty much all of time) 

I hate hurting peoples’ feelings. 

I value the opinion of others more than I'd like to admit. 

     I have a lot of secret goals and dreams.

      

                   ~And that’s the way the cookie crumbles!~