Because I have.
There's gonna be a time that, after every conversation where I'm told I'm not good enough--I am going to walk away a little more bruised than the one before.Another little knife stab to my soul. They add up after awhile, you know? Pretty soon I'll bleed to death, internally, (figuratively) and it'll be done. (Whoa emo there, but that
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