Things about me:
Im fat
I’m ugly
I have no talent
I can’t see what the guy in with sees in me.
I look at pictures of models and with I could be just like them— beautiful
I have zero self confidence
I can tell people I love them and feel nothing for them.
Im nothing
I wish I was beautiful
I have no life
I allow people to walk all over me.
I’ve been take advantage of too many times
I wear a mask.
I want to be there to catch the years of everyone else and yet, I sit at home a d feel like no one will catch mine.
I’m dead
I’ve cried myself to sleep for over a week straight.
Im alone.
I’m dead inside.

































