You tell me not to do stupid stuff like this
Yet youre the one making me do the opposite
How do you suggest i feel when the whole class laughs at a drawing of me with my ugly face and fat stomach almost bursting out of my uniform
You dont know how much i hate myself
I avoid mirrors. I dont like to be reminded of those things
I hate my lips, my eyes. I hate my hair, my nose. I hate my body. I hate me.
You think its a joke.
You say I should get a sense of homour.
I got a sense of homour, but i guess it kinda wore off after 10 years of putting up with shit like this

I'm one of those people who shed silent tears in the shower. I'm one of those people who hugs their knees and bury their heads in them. I'm one of those people who pick on everything they see in the mirror. I'm one of those people who run their fingers all over their body hoping it'll heal. I'm one of those people who are so badly damaged yet everyone seems to think otherwise. I can't help but be just another one of those people and feel sorry for myself and I know there's no way I'm ever going to get out of this spiral of misery.

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