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shit I have to say

i don’t even know how to think anymore, i am sick of being unhappy and questioning you. if only you didn’t have to be questioned. i don’t feel safe. every ounce of attention you get is treated as a threat, because in the reality of the situation - it probably is a threat. i just want to be fucking happy and not have to deal with this all the time.

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