Day Eleven: why do i

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why do i think that everyone loves me.

why do i jump to these crazy conclusions and then think that it's me that they love.

why do i think that when someone says they like someone, it's me.

why do i then fall for said person so damn hard for a week or two.

why do i then pick out every flaw about them to bring me back to earth so i don't love them.

and in the end they always wind up with someone else better than me.

prettier than me.

kinder than me.

all around, just better than me.

why do i do love so hard over something so stupid.

over an assumption.

god.

im  pathetic.

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