Me a tiger

by Steph

I realized that I am so uncomfortable around b. I shouldn’t be like this, I need to lay back, sit down and chill. Talk. Talk. Talk to him. I mean like, what’s so scary about him. He’s not gonna do anything right? Just talk to him like how I talk to B. I cannot be shy. And why do I even need to care about what he thinks? 

“A tiger doesn’t lose sleep over a sheep’s opinions.” 

Thus, there’s no need to think too much. And I’m a tiger this time.