Why does it feel like I could win a damn nobel prize and my parents would still be more proud of me if I lost weight.
repost again right about now
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Why does it feel like I could win a damn nobel prize and my parents would still be more proud of me if I lost weight.
repost again right about now
I wish my mom would see more than my body when she looks at me.
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Aren't there certain things that are better left unsaid?
I erased all the flaws you could find within me. Now I am nothing but the outline of a sketch.
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You call me closed off. You think what I'm hiding from you are fields of flowers with a little bit of rain. If I let you see the endless landscape of burned destruction inside of me, I think you would change your mind.
I am constantly enduring.
At fourteen, instead of having my first kiss, I was severely depressed. Maybe that affected me a little more than I'd like to admit.
It is only now that I realize not getting the help I need, is on no one but me.