Tends moi la main. Donne moi l'espoir. Fais moi voir la vie en rose. Ouvre moi ton coeur et déballe moi tes sentiments. Abandonne tes sales travers, et donne moi ton âme. Je t'ouvre mon esprit, j'ai les bras grands ouverts.

I’m a chronically ill introvert. Sometimes, (and quite often actually,) these two aspects clash. So if I express that I don’t want to go do something without fully explaining why, can you be my friend and just respect that instead of making me feel like a party pooper?
—  I can feel like crap all by myself, thank you