i am damaged goods.
yep .
that's me .
i spend most days with that thought in the back of my mind.
iv'e got myself convinced i'll never be good enough.
that no one is going to want me.
iv'e got myself so well trained.
when someone does want me ,
i do everything in my power to make them forget me.
i am damaged goods.
emotionally because of my abuser.
physically because of my epilepsy.
no one wants damaged goods...not when they can have something better.
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