Sitting at the race track all fucking day

So whenever I go outside, people think I'm mute. I have this thing where whenever I go out, my iPod, constantly on. Unless it's dead. Then I don't have anything to protect me I guess.
I should probably start at the beginning here...I have social anxiety. New people freak me out. The thought of being around new people freaks me out. I get all nervous and jumpy and have to be quiet to hide it. Which explains my irrational need for music
Fuck it, it's rational to me

My phone has a habit of not forwarding me the messages from Facebook, so to talk to people I send them random messages and reply to them later
I feel like a dick for that...sorry Isa v.v