" too loud.
too fat.
too annoying.
too stupid.
too ugly.
too boring.
too lazy.
too sad.
too dumb.
too bossy.
too irritating.
too shy.
too thoughtless.
too cowardly.
too weird. "
the voice in her head repeated it over and vier again as she walked into the building.
every time she walked into the school, she felt as if people were staring at her. was she being weird again?
she became hyper aware of every part of her body.
she didn't fit in.
she was stupid and fat and dumb and weird and annoying and boring and loud.
she wished she could just disappear.
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Poetryshe had it all. depression. anxiety. bulimia. she binged often. she cut herself. she cried. and then it got too much. so she did the only thing that seemed possible to escape the darkness that controlled her, haunting her, following her. su...
