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Right now I’m feeling so self-conscious I have such a low self-esteem that I’ll fuck one I’ll do anything, it’s not funny but as I look in the mirror I have to laugh to myself. Everyone is so quick to say you’re so beautiful and all this fucked-up compliments but something in my brain is fucked up it makes it hard to believe what anyone says. The nature of my mental issues crippled me from good decision making it’s almost like that I don’t want to make a good decision because I’m afraid I’ll have to be responsible for it so instead I go out I listen to the first stupid asshole that lies to me and tells me all this bullshit to get in my pants and I fuck him. I used to hate myself for that but now my soul is just dry and it needs to have cum spraying all over it to give it some moisture that’s my fucked-up existence I’m a fuck toy. Joy for guys that don’t deserve me that’s who I am.


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