I used to (and still do sometimes) think like this. So I started taking the initiative to say /anything/ and if the conversation continues, I take it as they were thinking the same thing and I broke them out of their shell. Now, don't get me wrong, I'm an introvert, so I don't always have the energy to do this... But since I've started it, I've met a lot of interesting people and heard a lot of interesting stories. Not to mention the old friends I've stated talking to again. It's been great and it's a real confidence boost. The more I do it, the easier it gets. :) Try it sometime ~
i always think “if people want to talk to me they will” which is my reasoning for never really starting conversations so i’m permanently thinking no one wants to talk but what if they’re sat there thinking the same and it’s just this cycle of silence that never gets broken because i’m too stubborn to just put myself out there
~ Remember this is not just a story~ 
 ~ This is our future ~
no literallyy, need some recs pls. i need a book that’ll make me stare at the wall and reflect for hours after i finish it
i need to find a beautiful novel to read & change my life
I'm a serious artist with serious art projects
u guys were like "ohh no more trance" so I decided instead to make more trance and make it even louder and heavier
A leap of faith met with nothing but kindness
Alek Wek for Paper Magazine Fall 2017
I can't believe I've never shared this story with the Internet before. It's how something some random person I don't know and have never met will live in me forever.
It was sometime in the late 90's or early aughts. I was in my early adolescence, so between 11 and 14. I used to regularly read the PennySaver cover to cover. Why? For me, it was one of the few scattered little windows into what everyday life was like for non-famous people outside of my niche world. I also was a fast and voracious reader, but never had enough to read, especially not periodicals.
If you don't know what the Pennysaver is, it was analog Craigslist: That cheaply-printed newsprint booklet that no one subscribed to arrived in everyone's mailbox once a week. Certain ad types cost money to run, plus it ran ads. It was a more family-friendly weekly than, say, your LA Weeklies or, further up the West Coast, The Strangers. Also minus the journalism, I suppose, but there were gay people in it!
Anyway, one week, I'd read something in the PennySaver that started the slow process of catalyzing a change in my life for the better. It wasn't a wanted ad for something I had that turned out to be worth a lot of money. It wasn't a job listing that started my career. It wasn't even for a garage sale that had an item that ended up being important to me.
It was a w4m personal ad. As continues to be the case, those were much rarer than m4[literally anything]. The first sentence was "Thin may be in, but fat's where it's at!"
It was the first time I'd ever seen someone call themself fat in a way that wasn't at all negative, apologetic, or angry. This lady was saying hey, I'm fat! And I think it's a selling point even if the overall culture says it isn't!
I don't recall anything else about the ad other than that it was a woman seeking a man, and that the rest of it was unremarkable. It took a lot of other things to get me to a point of real, lasting comfort with my fatness, of course. But that little quip is stuck in my head for the rest of my life.
Thank you, random lady. I hope you're still alive, kicking, and happy. I hope you found as much love and/or miles of d1ck as you wanted, whether through the ad or by other means.
Lea Michele, Naya Rivera and Heather Morris in the February issue of Elle US. Added: Dianna’s photos.