Perfect balance, where were you when I needed you the most?
Catching feelings for someone clearly means watching yourself act like a damn fool in front of that particular person.
I seem to do that a lot, or am I the only one seeing that?
Eye contact is something that I can no longer do without freaking out each time.
And not in a good way either.
Fudge.
I hated how much you looked at me. I hated being forced to be in the same room as you. I hated that you called out my friend.
I especially hated the fact that you're weren't talking to me.
I try to act normal, but things are just getting more awkward by the minute. You're actually making it more awkward, but I seem to be the one whose being called 'pussy' on a regular basis.
Do I like you?
You infuriate me. That's the only answer I can provide.
Fuck.
I hate feelings.
I despise catching them even more.
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Promising Young Woman
Poetry◇ ◆ ◇ So... is this the part where I find myself? ◇ ◆ ◇ A/N: I need you guys to reload my book and check to see how some of the chapters have been edited, recreated and permanently removed. Thank you for reading my book and for also being patient wi...
