There are currently two hearts in my life. I'm trying to reach for the both of them, to eventually take care of them.
The first one, I'm going to break.
Because mine still hurts from when he broke it. And I can't let him screw me over all again. So I'm playing him, just to break his heart.
The second one, I'm going to steal. I don't know when, I don't know how, but I know that I'll steal it.
But I'm honestly so done with boys. They are screw-ups and that's it.
But then there's that one boy that's so special to me. I always catch him either smiling, laughing or jamming to one of the songs playing on his phone. He's always wearing headphones, but I don't mind. Because so do I.
At times, he just stands there and has nothing better to do. Other times, he's running around like a little kid.
I have no idea what's going on in my life but I'm sure of two things.
I have one heart to steal,
and on heart to break.
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Anxiety
Novela JuvenilIt's not my fault. I mean, I never asked for any of this. I can't help that it's in my genes. I can't help that I'm fat.
