why can't i be anorexic?
How sad does that sound? I feel so pathetic, and lame. I just....I just thought maybe we would still be together if I was a bit skinnier. Who knows. I just feel so gross and ugly. I don't understand. Who am I? Who is this person i have become to make you happy? I'm sick of all of these games we play. I'm done. I'm done looking for you in the halls and hoping that maybe if i glance your way your gazing at me. Wishing I hadn't broken things off. But I know its just false hope. Your looking at the pretty girl next to you, or staring of into the empty space above my head. I'll just never be good enough for you, and until the day I die I know that I will torture myself. Every goddamn day.
Peace&Love
(so much for no more depressing shit)
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