We all have insecurities.
It doesn't matter who you are or what your image may be.
We all have that vulnerable place in our mind where we wish to just delete.
We always tell ourselves that we can concur our insecurities, But is it really that easy?
Having insecurities is very hard, always having that gut feeling where you just feel awful.
Fighting an internal battle.
Never finding peace.
It's hard.
Always wanting and wishing hard to look or be someone else, pondering why you're like this.
Feeling VERY self-conscious about yourself all. the. damn. time.
Yes, we're not made to be perfect. But that isn't an excuse for wishing we were.
I'm so confused. You tell me I'm fat, then tell me to eat because I'm so skinny like,
Bitch make up your damn mind.
My weight is normal, but you guys are treating me like I'm obese or something.
Do you see me telling you you're anorexic because you're so fucking skinny, like literally?
Not a single fat detected in your body and you still complain. F off already.
I already have enough problems, so, my dearest elementary classmates,
FY.
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Temporary Lost
No FicciónI never really had the courage to state my feelings, so I just write. It somehow heals my immense pain from the brutal abuse of reality. What you are about to read are very personal, so no bullies, please. I already had enough. I'm 12 and this is...
