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"I cannot get past the fact that there is always a possibility that you're going to hurt me when I least expect it. I keep reminding myself that maybe there's a consolation that February happened, because now I know that I will never lose myself again so that you'll appreciate me. I cannot explain why I allow you to make myself this volatile when it's simple really, maybe we all can say the things that need to be said, do the things that need to be done."

Hello again. I'm moping on a Saturday night.