Sitting in a crowded room by myself. I am weird, fat, and ugly. Nobody wants to be my friend except my earbuds and youtube . The only things that don't care what I look like.
I am fighting a loosing battle to survive in this cruel world that only accepts perfect people. I am not a perfect person and nobody notices me and nobody cares. They are all fake and don't have time for a person that isn't beautiful.
A/N I just want to say thank you to those who are still reading this. Love y'all!
YOU ARE READING
Short Stories by a Tall Girl
PoesíaJust some things I wrote down and decided people should read.
