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[sunshine_record]

im frustrated.
i think im crazy sometimes.
i dont know why i hurt him.
or why he hurts me, or why i let it go on.
im better then this, hes better then this.
i have an endless need to be sane, healthy, clean.
needed.
i guess i feel bad about things, i guess i have never accepted what i should have.
no regrets, there is seriously no more room for resentment and insecurities.
i mean people tell me im beautiful all the time.
but then again sometimes it feels i cant even pay someone to hang out with me.
o well i'll be fine.
we will prevail.
i will rise above.
things will get better.
think posi and all that bs.