My Thoughts.

I Wish - I Hate

(TRIGGER WARNING, CUTTING SUICIDE)
Authors note, this is one of my longer 'chapters' or 'pages' . It's was posted on my Facebook like page , also on Tumblr, but I originally wasn't gonna post it cause it's long. But I guess one night my mind said fuck it we are posting this. So here it is on WattPad.

I hope you enjoy this. This was written
July 28th, 2015 . One of my late night or as I call it early morning writes.

I wish I could say I loved my legs.
I wish I could say I loved my arms.
I wish I could say I loved my body.
I wish I could say I loved everything about myself.
I wish I could say I loved my scars.
I wish I could say I've never self harmed.
I wish I could say I've never thought about ending my life.
I wish I could say I love my personality.
I wish I could say I'm perfect.
I wish I could say a lot of things.

But that would be lying, now wouldn't it?

I hate my legs.
I hate my arms.
I hate my body.
I hate everything about me.
I hate the fact that I've self harmed.
I hate the fact that I have thought of suicide.
I hate that I have scars on my wrist and thighs.
I hate that I have stretch marks on my thighs and stomach.
I hate my personality.
I hate that I'm emotionally unstable.
I hate that I'm to clingy.
I hate that I care to much for others.
I hate that I hate myself.
I hate that I blame myself for everything bad that has ever happened in my life.
I hate that I am not perfect.
I hate that I overthink.
I hate that I cry over nothing.
I hate that I complain.
I hate that I'm sensitive.
I hate that I get angry easily.
I hate that I can't do anything right.

...This list could go on for days if I continued...