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Fuck.
I'm feeling so fucking needy today.
I'm trying desperately to get a handle on it and not spiral like a mad-woman.
When did this become me... this sad, pathetic, insecure piece of shit?
I feel like I'm walking around unable to catch my breath most days, faking it at work and with anyone who asks how I'm doing.
I'm so goddamn broken still.
I know I'm being super-neurotic, and yet I still can't seem to get a handle on it.
I can't get to the point where I can talk myself down, reassure myself that it's all in my head.
But then where else would it be?
Fuck this noise.
Fuck my messy head.
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