a big fear of mine, one that can ruin my day that won't leave me alone (...please), is that you pity me. i hate that thought. that everyone i care about or the people that i love only stay around because they feel obligated to. i need HONESTY from you. i am a hypocrite for saying that, because in fact i am not being honest myself. i know i am sorry, i apologize for it and i truly mean it i swear. you believe i can't accept a compliment but it's more like i choose not to because either i don't deserve it or you're lying to me to feel better about yourself. like i'm some sort of charity, you say nice things about me in pity and feel better about yourself. it seems like a win-win to you, doesn't it? that's what i thought.
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Randomshort passages of how i feel, the way others feel, the way anyone could feel. feelings
