HSP Nightmares, XII

The doorbell rings, but you have not ordered take-out. 

HSP Nightmares XI

“Let’s go around the room and introduce ourselves!” Bonus horror points if you’re like second to last and miss everybody else’s introductions because you’re frantically trying to think what to say.

A Poem About Raindrops

HSP Nightmares, VI

An unexpected “So tell me a little bit about yourself!”

HSP Nightmares, V

At a party, cosily cooped up in my corner, sipping wine and observing humanity with interest. Someone calls out over the din: – Hey madmin, we’re talking about house hunting – tell everyone that story about yours! Sixteen pairs of eyes turn to me, expectantly.

HSP Nightmares, IV

A surprise party in my honour.

HSP Nightmares, III

Aggressively salesy salespeople.

Solitude Is Bliss

Company’s okay Solitude is bliss There’s a party in my head and no one is invited

A Quote About Integrity

All Together Now!

In youth, it was a way I had, To do my best to please. And change, with every passing lad To suit his theories. But now I know the things I know And do the things I do, And if you do not like me so, To hell, my love, with you. ― Dorothy Parker