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not_good_enough
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always just me
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Come what may- to me that just isn't respectable enough. I thought I achieved something beneficial- but I don't think that was the case at all. Three seperate comments from three different individuals- must mean something- within 30 mins time frame. I was proud of my accomplishment why can't others be --just as well-- without side comments- I guess when it all comes down to it- nothing much matters other than how I feel about it. Furthermore, I just need to be less sensitive about these kinds of issues- it will do me a world of good. but eh, right now I don't even feel like going to study for my test tomorrow, I feel so useless so looked down upon-like such a joke- whatever I shouldn't care- I shouldn't but I do ... fuck I do
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030114
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Staind_And_Souless
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I'm never going to be good enough. Ever. I'm not good enough for you.
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040406
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Blue Eyes
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The thought of being not good enough plagues me, and has for years. It stems from my childhood and I still feel it, in the innermost part of me. I know logically that it makes no sense, that I am as deserving of good things as the next person, but I feel inferior, almost always. I'm slowly feeling better about myself, and putting those feelings from thoughts into actions. But it takes time to form new habits, however healthy. A therapist told me once told me that we have automatic thoughts, things that we believe are true about ourselves regardless of logic or evidence. Things we just KNOW. I believe in the core of my being that I am funny, and smart, and cute, and ultimately undeserving of good things. And while others maybe be funnier or smarter or cuter, I still believe I am those things, even when I do things that temporarily prove otherwise. Similarly, even though I have a lot of people in my life that love me, and want the best for me, I act according to the premise that I'm undeserving of a lot of things. A healthy body, a romantic relationship, a job that pays well. Anyway, I'm working to overcome this feeling of not good enough, but it's still the perverbial monkey on my back.
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040925
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Syrope
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when things get too perfect and i just can't stand waiting on you to fuck up any more, then i have to do it for you. its not fair to you. its too fair to me.
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040926
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love & hate
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for you
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040927
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mysticlove
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i am good enough you just don't know it
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041008
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loveme
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no right now, it could be better.
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041008
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emmi
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as long as you love me i'm good enough. why would you love me if i weren't? you still do. but accusing you of thinking that i'm not good enough, is not really doing any good to keep you loving me. it's a vicious circle.
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050408
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her royal highness the quirk
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i guess i'm not
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050409
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blown cherry
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"I just feel so strongly that we should be together. I fucking adore you you're an amazing person and we like all the same stuff and we're attracted to each other" You used to fucking throw that in my face when I said it to you all those years ago. There's some kind of cruel irony at work here that's reversed our emotional states 3 years later. It was never good enough for you in the old days. Now I just don't know if it's good enough for ME now. But I'd be lying if I said there wasn't a small part of me that wished it was. But that also leaves a large part of me that doesn't wish it, and who knows exactly what that part is wishing now.
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050413
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z
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most things
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050414
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blown cherry
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you were just so so bad at making me feel special, like I had any ranking in your life at all.
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090722
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Photophobe
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Does attempting to antagonise me make you feel better, I wonder? (But not for very long.)
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090722
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hsg
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but still the_perfect_you
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090722
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hsg
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but_still
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090722
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blown cherry
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As if I'm trying to antagonise you. I'm just trying to rationalise my next breath.
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090722
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Lover_Of_Light
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You said I was your values and you were so tired of the painted and inked fakes You took me to your people and told them I was the future you were willing to sell out for Well, who bought you? No one bought me
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090722
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what's it to you?
who
go
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blather
from
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