The one Who Never Got Their 'Happy Ending'

Alone.

Again. I woke up to another morning. Exept it was almost 12 in the afternoon. I wasn't that surprised seeing as my specialty is going to bed super late and waking up super late. Well, I mean sometimes I do wake up kinda early. People call it a 'red flag' I don't know. Anyway, I was pretty bored so I just went on my phone. As soon as I know it, about an hour passed. My dad knocked on my door and opened it. "Your breakfast is in the kitchen". I nodded in response as he left. Takeout again. With all the takeout we have been getting we could've went grocery shopping already. I left my room to go get it as I grabbed a fork and went back to my room. I sat down on my bed and opened the box. Potato's and an omelet. I sighed, knowing I probably shouldn't even eat it. But next thing I know, it's gone. I ate it..
I felt so bad after that, like I just wanted to throw it all up. I wanted to be like all the other models. Skinny, beautiful, handsome, and just them. I didn't wanna be myself. I wanted to be them. Knowing that could never happen I sat there on my bed thinking about what could happen if I just..didn't eat. Anyway, I put the empty breakfast box into a stash of garbage I had beside my bed. For some reason I could get up and do anything else but I couldn't pick up the garbage. What's wrong with me. I sighed.
It was quite in my room. Too quiet. I needed alone time anyway. But I feel so lonely right now, even when I'm with my friends I feel so empty and lonely. I feel so..
Alone.