I can safely say my self esteem returned today, if only for a short while.
Saw a hot chic at breakfast, beat myself when I couldn't get to talk to her. But apparently fate works in mysterious ways.
Saw her again. wait for it. in a super skimpy bikini. wait for it. talked to her, too.
Even though I epic failed (she was 23, vietnamese and I probably scared the crap outta her) the fact I mustered up the courage to talk to her and not die when I realised what was going on was a BIG boost to the self-esteem.
It's the little things like this that will bring me closer to you.
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