Call me reckless

I’ll never be good enough. Even if I was perfect I still wouldn’t be good enough. I’m that person everyone replaces after awhile. I’m scared. What if I never get my life together? But it’s my life so ill handle it. But it’s crazy to think that in a matter of seconds I could just be a memory.

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