I'm never easy to handle, I'm always insecure, I need assurance every now and then, I'm impatient, I'm whiny, I demand a lot, and I am hard to please.
I never wanted to be this kind of girl, but I am.
I never wanted anything of that past, but I had.
I never wanted things to repeat, but it feels like it is.
I am selfish. I don't want to get hurt. Who doesn't, right?
If the day comes that I have to make myself to feel better about everything and to make a choice, I will be selfish and protect myself. I can't risk to go through hell. My promises will end up being lies, and I'm sorry.
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I really need to breathe.
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