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Journal #15

I found this old shit of book in my past personal belongings...Why wont I write something around?

Im thinking and thinking of my mistakes...running away was the worse thing I ever done. Mental note Youngbae... never ever do that again.

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j o u r n a l -- # 5

How do we reach a point where we wake up in the morning, only for our minds to tell our hearts that we are not worth it. That when we look in the mirror, toothbrush in hand, frost on the valley of our lips, we tell ourselves that this should stop because we are not worth it. When our lovers have their whispers burning "I love you's" on our skin, we feel their heartbeat drumming romantic ballads into our ears, yet we find ourselves back in square one, telling ourselves that we are not worth it. That all this, from the cup of coffee we drink, to the bed we lose ourselves in, to the friends we hold, to the darlings we keep, we are not worth it. When do we reach that point where we stop looking at mirrors, and hair starts to grow, and our eyes cradle crust, and our hands cover our ears, and we tell ourselves not to look, to avoid looking, that we are not even worth it for our own selves. Why do we reach this point where we stop thinking that we are not beautiful and we are not worth it, why plunge ourselves in to only force ourselves out, why, why, why. Why. Why. Why.

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j o u r n a l -- # 4

Take a deep breath, wait for the traffic light to turn green before going and even then, wait. If it takes two red lights for you feel right, then let them watch. These would be the days where nothing feels right. Look left on these days.