because it kills me. I start thinking of all the possibilities why. I start to wonder if I said something wrong, if something happened to you, if you simply don’t like talking to me anymore, or if you just found someone better. Then all the thoughts start to make me worry and hate myself in the same time. In the end, I come up to one conclusion: I’m not good enough.
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