Everything's going really great right? I finally have friends who act like I matter. I have people who love and care about me. And yet I still feel so insecure. I'm waiting for them to change they're minds. Because everything I've ever experienced tell me that eventually they will change they're minds. I can already see it with some of them. I've slowly accepted the fact that I'm replaceable. I'm too broken, too damaged for anyone to keep me around as a permanent friend.
I guess I'm just going to enjoy it while I can.
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