20 Horses That Just Fucking Get Me

I guess my confidence never really recovered from being a late bloomer, and that’s why I feel like I have to drink in social situations to have fun. Maybe it’s actual, medical social anxiety, or maybe I am just always going to feel like that freak with no boobs in the gym locker room. Maybe that’s just who I—what’s that, Prance? You think my breasts are beautiful? No, that wasn’t too forward. Actually, I kind of liked it. Prance, I think I have feelings for you. I don’t want to ruin our friendship, but is it crazy for me to think that you and I just might work? That you’ve been standing in this barn in front of me this whole time, asking for me to love you? You’re right, let’s not talk anymore, lets just feel…