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“Boys with pretty eyes and big muscles mess everything up for girls,”
A lifetime of striving to be the best. The fear of not being good enough. And the constant, sinking feeling of dread in the pit of my stomach.
My constant overreaction to everything. I needed to work on myself. I needed to stop being scared all the time.
Overthinking was my specialty. Dammit. “I can’t help it,” I admitted, feeling my face heat up. “It’s in my nature. I’m a born worrier.”
MEEEEE
“What one did you mean to give me?” Johnny had a pinched expression when he said, “A Maroon 5 song.” “Oh?” I looked up at him. “Which one?” He shifted in discomfort. “‘She Will Be Loved.’” Oh. Oh wow.
was this just a universal experience…
