COMPLIMENTS

I am used to giving compliments whenever I can overcome my anxiety. It comes much easier if I know you, of course. I see a girl in a nice dress, I want to tell her she looks good in it and I want to ask where she bought it. But I’m so anxious that I just walk right by and lost that chance. Or I’d see a guy with sick tattoos and I wanna tell him how awesome it looks. Again, I have so much difficulty.

But sometimes when I muster up the courage, I’ll compliment someone. Even if I’m babbling like an idiot and have a hard time getting the simplest of words out. I’m usually met with a simple thanks and I go my own way. I like making people feel good about themselves. Just complimenting a notable feature warms them up.

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