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I fuck up every good thing in my life. Every single good fucking thing. Why do I even bother? Oh, I know, the same reason anyone bothers with anything; because it's worth it. Worth it so fucking much that I torture myself trying to regain something that I know is completely gone.
How do you let go of something that you know is worth it?
Why is it worth so much? --- Why do I ask questions to which I already know the answer to? Maybe I don't know the answers. I probably don't. The answers that I've come up are probably just a justification to the original question. --- What am I trying to justify? That it is actually worth it, when it's not. Or is it?
Am I trying to convince myself that it is worth it or that it isn't? & which one is accurate? Is it or isn't it? I just don't know anymore.
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