With anxiety comes panic attack symptoms. They hit me, with my knees nearly buckling, my chest feeling tight, and my fingers shaking to the point of uselessness.
“Turns out twenty-two is off to a strong start. I’ve made a good friend, knocked off a Fuck It list item, and won thousands of euros. Siri, please cue Taylor Swift’s “22.”
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“I could be out doing something with Jax, but instead, I’m content hanging out with Sophie under the stars. Her and her fucking stars.”
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“As far as me competing next year, of course I am. But I can’t announce anything until I get the girl. Without her, there’s no point.”
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“So, don’t kill me, but I decided to plan something for your birthday.” Maya throws herself onto my bed. “I regret telling you I’m a Taurus.” I groan. “Don’t be dramatic. You not celebrating today should be a crime, seeing as even Taylor Swift wrote a song about feeling twenty-two.”
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“Damn, I enjoy her presence way too much. My reaction to her is screwing with me because I can’t remember the last time I had this easygoingness with a girl.”
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