I look in ugly people and ask myself: “How do they live? And why? Why am I living?”
My arms are too long.
My hair is too short.
My legs are too fat.
My skin has way to much red blemishes.
My face shape is horrible.
I get compliments from ugly people and I ask myself: “So… Am I the prettiest one from ugly people? Why pretty people never like me? Why handsome guys reject me?”
I just want to sleep… Forever… I don’t want anyone to see me. I don’t want to see myself.
I just posted something earlier on how I stopped cutting three years ago but started again today. Well, I was talking to some friends about it but I didn’t tell them that I started cutting again. You see, my friends and family are the type that judge your every move. If you make a mistake, they won’t forget about it. I’m just tired of living up to their expectations all the damn time. Why can’t they just accept me for who I am? I’m constantly trying to change myself to please them. I was overweight and they didn’t like it so I lost 50 pounds […]
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