A lot of people always talk about how ugly they are, how much they hate themself.
The difference is: I actually am, I actually do.
You say these things, but you post a bunch of photos of yourself.
I avoid putting up pictures of myself, I don’t even have profile pictures on social networking sites, I smear myself in makeup, hoping it will help.
It doesn’t.
I’m just this hideous, fat, repelling wanna be.
I wish I was dead.
I don’t like the greedy psychiatrist that shoves pills down everyone’s throat in order to buy a $300 tie. I don’t like the yuppies that play golf on a nice evening while slavekind pays off their “debts”. I don’t like the alcoholics. I don’t like the party-ers. I don’t like the girl that is so desperate for attention to the point of it being sickening. I don’t like the person that doesn’t say “hello” when I say “hello”. I don’t like the soccer moms that think they’re properly raising their children, when they’re not. I don’t like politicians. I don’t like “famous people”. I don’t like the […]
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