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Why?

Why do I fuck it up? Why don't I just not be here? Constantly bashing myself, Trying to grow. Be a better person. It isn't easy, It's a nightmare to say the least. I hurt those I love around me, Because I can't trust. Trust no one. When I think I'm better, That sickening feeling attacks. Claws across my heart. My brain seizes to think. I panic, I freak out. Why? WHYY?!?! Why do I do this to myself? I fuck it up, Because I'm so fucked up myself! WHY?
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Written by
juliesen-night
24 / F / American
Published
Sep 11, 2017
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32·90
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Bad DAY.

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#fuckitup#screwed#fuckinghateit#goddamnit
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