Carly Rae Jepsen’s Music Helped Me Stop Apologizing for Being “Too Much”
There is something freeing about being in a ballroom full of people singing about how we all deserve to feel a love that reverberates through the walls of our body.
Emotion
“Gimmie love, gimmie love, gimmie love, gimmie love. Gimmie touch. ’Cause I want what I want, do you think that I want too much?”
Here’s my number, so call me maybe
Emotion
Through “Call Me Maybe,” I found joy in the extreme emotions I felt and could sing along to. I found the deep belief that I deserve to be confident about who I am.
“Sometimes I wish that I could change but not for me, for you so we could be together, forever, but I know, I know that I won't change for you ‘cause where were you for me when I needed someone?”
Dedicated
“I don't think I can breathe with the way you let me down. Love is more than telling me you want it. I don't need the words, I want the sound, sound, sound, sound, sound.”
Elly is a New York-based writer, journalist, and poet. Primarily, she’s Brooklyn’s resident pun enthusiast. Read more of her writing at ellywrites.com.
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