You seemed like a great person to be around, and a lot of things have confirmed that over time. You seem smart and funny and nice and ambitious and talented and creative and motivated, driven, inspired, courageous. Every thing that I wish I was, you are. I would love to be your friend. I would love to be around a person like you. You seem like the friend everyone would want to have. Like the type of friend I would like to have. The only problem is, well maybe not only problem, but one problem is that I have nothing to offer in return. Sure, I want to be your friend, but would you wanna be mine? Probably not. I don't have much to offer, unless you really enjoy self deprecating jokes and dry sarcastic humor. Sure, I am like that in front of my friends that I have known for years, but I'm so shy. Anxiety would take the best of me and I'd seem like such a boring and dull person if we ever ended up talking. I don't have ordinary hobbies like other people do. I'm a procrastinator. Lazy. Why would you want a friend like me? As I'm getting to the end of this, I'm sure of the answer to that question. It's simple. You wouldn't. A great person like you doesn't need a friend like me. And I get it.
