git over it

i'm afraid of rejection.

i'm not talking about the "boy who i won't ask out because i'm afraid he'll only want to be friends" kind of rejection; i'm talking about going into an apartment complex to apply to live there and thinking they're going to find something on me that will cause them to turn me down (even as you see the head of a drug cartel walking his dog by the mail room), i'm gonna be the one.

i guess this says a lot about the way i live.