I have a beautiful mind, he says, but I don't look beautiful. He didn't say that I'm ugly, and sure I know I'm not. But I'm not pretty, even after everything I've done.
I'm lying on the sofa with tears in the corner of my eyes, I don't want to eat, but I feel so hungry in the deep. I'm hungry of love, the one you denied me and I know that losing a pound won't make the difference, even though I hope so.
But I told myself he's not worth the change, I'm not worth to suffer, so I'll show him who I am and he'll decide.Still I can't find an outfit for tomorrow, 'cause everything I have feels wrong, unfitting, casually throw on. I'd rather not show my face, maybe just lay my heart and see what happens. But I know what will happen. Everyone will probably spit on it, like many did in the past.
I'm not stone cold, I've been for a little while but it's been forever since those days. Don't hurt me.
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De TodoI'm able to overthink in English too. I don't even need to make an effort