I lay locked away in my room, trapped within thoughts that tell me that I am not good enough. I am never good enough - for anything or anyone. The thoughts that tell me that I am worthless. I listen to that person in my head screaming at me that my life is not worth living. That I have already fucked up everything and everyone enough. That I have
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