Comfort Zoned

<p><span style=background-color: rgba(255 255 255 1); color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>What does it matter if I'm a bit reserved?</span></p><p><span style=background-color: rgba(255 255 255 1); color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>So what if I'm a touch socially awkward?</span></p><p><span style=background-color: rgba(255 255 255 1); color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>If I don't break free from my shell now I'll be sentenced to a dull monotonous existence where nothing exciting ever happens to me.</span></p><p><span style=background-color: rgba(255 255 255 1); color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>Maybe it's not the smartest decision to move into a house with a group of strangers I found on the internet but can you blame me for seeking a change? And there's no better way to branch out than to throw myself into a situation that causes me intense discomfort.</span></p><p><span style=background-color: rgba(255 255 255 1); color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>That's what I'm telling myself anyway...</span></p><p><span style=background-color: rgba(255 255 255 1); color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>And then there's the complication that is Dean. This insanely attractive charming-albeit cynical-guy that has inserted himself into my life. Everyone has made it their mission to warn me that he doesn't do commitment and I'll only end up getting hurt. But it seems with him I'll need to find out for myself. Because no matter how much I try to resist I can't seem to stay away from him...</span></p><p></p>