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I’m not good enough. I’ll never be good enough. You know that feeling when words keep hammering in your head until they form a suffocating fog? Until they’re all you can think about and all you can breathe? When you wake up in the morning, they slowly condensate around you like they’re your life-long companions.
I know Kimberly’s fake smiles. I’ve learnt them. I have them engraved in a dark corner in my heart, the one with her name written all over it.
I have more book boyfriends than I can count. Don’t judge.

