Forcing myself to love me

You’re born crying, you’ll also die the same way…

You’re born to cry.

Everything is made to be broken…even your heart…

You always wake up alone. Even if you’ll find someone to be with that day, at the end of the day, you still end up being alone. Then you’ll wake up the same way…

I have no choice but to love myself, because if I don’t…nobody will.

I hate to love myself. This is F-ing BS.

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