Not Being Good Enough
I'M SO SORRY THAT I COULDN'T BE EVERYTHING THAT YOU NEEDED. PLEASE BELIEVE ME WHEN i SAY THAT I TRIED, BUT I HAVE SCARS ON MY HIPS AND DEMONS IN MY HEAD AND I KNEW FROM THE FIRST TIME THAT YOU SAW MY BODY THAT I WOULD NEVER BE ENOUGH. I SWEAR THAT IF YOU WOULD JUST GIVE ME ANOTHER CHANCE I WOULD TRY AND BE SOMEONE OR SOMETHING THAT YOU NEED BUT WE BOTH KNOW THAT YOU AREN'T COMING BACK.
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