Fallingforyou // Matty Healy
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Last published Fri, Feb 3, 2023
You don't want to fall for him. This wasn't supposed to happen this soon and quick after your last breakup. You know where your boundaries stand but everything little thing he does starts to chip away at the wall you have built to protect yourself.
You want what everyone else wants from him, but you have an actual chance to pursue it. Will you end up taking it?
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