I feel like a part of my heart has been ripped out. Such an empty feeling inside of me…
I’m sorry I’m not good enough. I’m sorry I can’t meet your expectations. I’m sorry I’m not as perfect as you’d like. I’m sorry I’m not Tucker. I’m sorry I’m not Sarah. But frankly, I don’t want to be them. I like who I am, or at least i used to. And I’d fucking appreciate it of everyone else could judge me by who I AM,...
Hehe. This is fun. I could get used to this. ;)
Life is so fucking unfair! Something needs to be done!
Mirrors calling. Pictures bragging. Models posing. Clothes stretching. Girls crying. It’s so hard to feel beautiful in all of this mess. It’s so hard to feel wanted when no one is after you. It’s so hard to feel good when everything is telling you that you’re ugly.