i already feel like i'm being buried alive. so you're just gonna throw more dirt on me?
why must you say the things you say? why do you treat me so badly? do you take pleasure in making me feel like i'm nothing? does it bring you joy to see me frown when you point out my flaws? does it make you feel good to hurt my feelings? why do you do the things you do? what did i do to deserve this?
i already know that i'm not enough. you don't have to remind me.
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