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AND STILL BE USING WOMEN AND TREATING THEM LIKE SHIT

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AND STILL BE USING WOMEN AND TREATING THEM LIKE SHIT

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i know emmerdale’s a soap opera, and things are supposed to be exaggerated, but it’s such a struggle to watch when nobody has any fucking common sense!
There's got to be something I hate about starting up a word file on a laptop, and that is, the very process of starting it up. By the time the screen loads and I log in, and by the time I open up the word document, it's gone. My thoughts escape as they always do. It's as though there's a force within me that's afraid of loving; a force within me that's too selfish to let me go to another person. I am writing this for you, or so, I intended it to be for you. I cannot write anymore.
I can't be selfish and keep you to myself when I can't love you. I don't know how to love. I am terrible at it. I question every move I take and I become self-conscious and it gets very messy. I don't know how to write and it's killing me. It's eating me up. I can't express myself as I once would. So how can I love? How can I love you when I am struggling with motivating myself? My thoughts are eating me up alive and they're destroying everything around me, including you and my friends. I’ve forgotten the art of speaking.