Don’t get shy. We are all the same with our own set of flaws and imperfections. We are both bathing in an ocean of prejudice, we can’t keep ourselves bare because the water is cold, like the heartless society we are living at. We all have our own dirty secrets, and our own long nights and foggy smokes and drugs to take. Sooner or later, or maybe in history, we have already soothed a naked body or two, or more than that. We have tasted the lips of alluring dreams, or the hugs of infinity. We won’t live long, and our existence is fleeting. Sooner or later, we will be forgotten and history won’t be able to remember us. The people will die, and so as our memories. So what’s the use of getting shy after all?
Just live and have a life. Enjoy it and leave no regrets. There’s beauty in our abyss of wonders and it’s only us who can tap our monsters.