You see, I know that I'm ugly. I'm fat. I'm not pretty. I'm not happy. I'm just fakeing. My personality is shit. I'm worthless. I'm useless. I'm not important. I'm a piece of shit. I cry way too often. I'm emotional unstable. I have shit hair. My lips are too big. My eyes are not bright enough. My nose is too big. I don't have a beautiful smile. I wear glasses. My tummy is too fat. My thighs are not thin enough. I have ugly and fat legs. I'm insecure. I'm anti-social. I'm a failure. Nobody loves me. I'm not worth it. I have a dark soul. I cry myself to sleep. I'm covered in scars. I have social anxiety. I'm self harm. I'm a cutter. I'm depressed. I'm suicidal.
But you don't have to rub the things you know in my face everyday, cause when you do, it keeps getting worse faster...
Stay beautiful and if you want to talk, DM me :) Love you...
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How to save a life
No FicciónI`m just a random girl that likes to express herself sometimes. I hope you enjoy it & maybe I can help some of you a little bit. I`ll write some by myself. But there are maybe gonna be some from other fighters. I`m gonna mark the ones that a...
