Nothing But Trouble
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I'm Tara. Most people would describe me as your average teenage girl. I'm stubborn, independent, headstrong, sarcastic, and I'm guilty of sometimes caring too much. I've been through a lot in my life and people who shouldn't have come and gone... well, they did just that. I'm not saying some guy is just gonna come and turn my world upside down, because it's not that serious. Boys are never worth all of that. But this guy... his name is Austin. He hasn't altered my life, I don't feel like I can't live without him, he hasn't made me who I am today and all that other dramatic shit.
But he is just like me. Sometimes when I'm with him, it's like I'm looking at my reflection. He's the version of myself that I'm not brave enough to be. He makes me question the way I view things, the way I view other people.
Austin Smith is not good for me.
I am not good for him.
But we'll stick together anyway.
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