I’m not a good girlfriend. I’m not the person he wants to see all the time. I’m not exceptionally pretty. I’m big. I’m annoying. I complain a lot. I’m not easy to love considering most of what I said. I’m lucky to even have a boyfriend. Or friends. I doubt he feels attractive to me like you used to. I get mad. I’m insecure. I’m full of flaws. Who knows why he even claims  to “love” me? It’s not like he can ever give me a reason why. I’m sad. I feel like I’ll never be good enough for the one person I want to spend my life with. I hate feeling like this. Every. Single. Day.

I’m jealous of other people’s relationships. They’re always so cute and lovey. And they all seem to be trying their best for each other. Am I not worth trying for? I already know I’m not but you really do not ease my insecurities and fears. You feed them. You let them grow. You even state that if it wasn’t for the fact that you “love” me, you wouldn’t “put up” with my “shit”. I guess that’s where we’re different. I”ll always put up with your shit. I’ll fight for you no matter what. Because unlike you, I do know how to love.

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