Don’t date an overthinker.
She’ll spend days analyzing your facial expressions when you speak, and nights deciphering what the period placement in your text message meant. She’ll agonize for hours over why you didn’t say hello to her at breakfast, and start to create unrealistic scenarios in her head that you decided you no longer liked her. Don’t date her, because otherwise she’ll suffocate you with her care. She’ll always ask you if you’re okay, and constantly say that she loves you just to hear you say it back to her. And she’ll cry, oh lord will she cry. She’ll cry over the way you looked at that girl, or the way your eyes stopped lighting up at her name. She’ll cry when you start kissing her like it’s your job, and touching her like it’s a habit. She’ll even overthink the fact that maybe she’s just overthinking. That you do still love her, that all these worries might actually just be in her head. And so when you do leave, she’ll still wake up nights six months from now replaying the memories over in her head like a jukebox thinking “Where did I go wrong?” or “What did I do this time?”.
Do not date an overthinker unless you plan on marrying her.
*Are you performing some sort of psychological test on me to determine the strength of our relationship based off of how much I push to do the job for you or are you just being nice? No, they're just being nice... Actually, that's a really good idea.*
Fuck. I’m going to fall for you like I do with all the other boys. Then I’ll have to repair my broken heart and attempt to ignore the overwhelming embarrassment I feel deep inside when you turn out to be too good for me
I crave to be that girl that’s adventurous. The one that’s beautiful, but doesn’t notice because she’s to busy laughing or being all mysterious. Like a mixture of Alaska and Margo. Fearless, brave, and absolutely admired by everyone with a thought.
That is who I am: I overthink and I ruminate. I’m obsessive. But what I really want is relief. Most people are the same. We’re all carrying some shit. When you hear the things that people have gone through and realize you’ve gone through the same, it provides an amount of relief. It gives us hope. And I think that’s what we’re supposed to get from each other. The hope that, maybe, just maybe, we’re going to be okay. Maybe.