and really think.
Look back at all the things that have happened in your life.
That is what I'm doing now.
I'm looking back at the entrance of you in my life, and I'm looking at all the things that came.
Sometimes the entrance of something or someone into your life might've brought a lot of things that you thought made you better, feel good. Then you have to step back and think, what really happened once I let you in?
Yeah, nothing really that great.
Just fucked up friendships that left me confused, awkward relationships with girls, and an rickety foundation to build my life upon.
Fuck this shit.
I feel like myself again.
I feel like I'm growing more comfortable in my own skin again.
I feel like I love myself again.
I freaking love doing things that remind me of me, that make me feel better, and that slowly drown you from my thoughts.
I'm so god damn thankful for always having company to show that I am not unloved.
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