It honestly became a ritual. Where everything i would do would never be enough. Breathing down my neck at every opportunity to criticize the slightest effort.
"You made 60%"
"You can do better"
All that was left was I'm dissapointed.
Until it became me.
I was never good enough.
I can't complete anything.
Until the subliminal messages became a wall of no.
Why do you even try.
If you're never gonna make it...why?
And yet still i try to please this undying force placed upon my shoulders.
I am a perfectionist.
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Hey guys, um im sorry if its depressing and all, but ill try to write as time permits.
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