I’ll never tell anyone your secret because that would mean talking to people.

Why can’t more dumb people be shy?

With me, it isn’t Netflix & chill. It’s Prime & panic.

Don’t worry, nobody noticed the weird thing you did. They’re too busy with the weird thing you said.

Telling an introvert to go to a party is like telling a saint to go to Hell.

I can’t sleep good when I know the food is feeling cold in the fridge.

90% of the things I worry about never happen. Worrying seems to be working.

I can relate to the stock market because I am always about to crash at a moment’s notice.

Me: what can possibly go wrong though. Anxiety: I’m glad you asked.

I just tried on my summer wardrobe. The only thing I managed to get into was a state of panic.

You know you’re an introvert when you want to go home before even leaving the house.

I’ll be like “I’m fine” then shake my leg at 150 mph.

Me leaving the house: I hope I don’t see anyone.

Imagine if spiders giggled when they ran away from us.

Awkwardly stares into the abyss in between meetings.

I’m developing a new fragrance for introverts. It’s called: “Leave me the fuh cologne”.

You can’t scare me; you’re not my credit card bill.

Wish my metabolism worked as fast as my anxiety.

Sorry for being so cringey and awkward. It will definitely happen again.

I can’t even think straight knowing a package got delivered while I’m not home.