I’m so screwed
I’m not good at confronting people in everyday life. I’m just way too shy, and I have no idea how I’m going to tell this guy I hit his bumper when I tried parking my car this morning (left a few scratches no dents, thank GOD). Although, he may not have even noticed because he leaves school before I do and I got no note on my car, no one called me, he didn’t try to add me on facebook. You could tell who hit his car too if you looked closely.
I’m screwed. Sometimes I wish I could evaporate, I can’t handle everyday things like this. I fly off the handle. I’m so scared what will happen. I still need to tell my parents. Seriously, how do pregnant teenagers tell their parents that they’re pregnant?! I can’t even tell my parents I got into a little fender bender! GAHHH. I wish I had the balls to tell the guy and my parents once and for all.
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Just tell the guy what you did, it’ll make you feel better. I struggle with this type of stuff too, we just need to take responsibility for our own actions, our karma will even out.
—just chill out, what’s the best that could happen?
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