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palequeenightmare

coppolangelic

qlv-vllp

girlofconstantsorrrow

I'm pretty when I cry

dethprincess

*Not mine* but it’s exactly how I feel

cyanide-unicorns

Not thin enough.

Not small enough.

I take up too much space.

My body is too big.

I need to be perfect.

I'm not pure enough.

My bones are too big.

I need to be small.

I need to be beautiful.

I need to be perfect.

chiichannie

"dating" or getting to know people isn't easy, when you're not skinny & pretty like everyone else.

even on dating apps youre the side character in your own life, because some other people are prettier, skinnier, more perfect. more handsome, if you will.

its tiring not being enough. i just wanna be loved or seen as someones special person. its tiring. i'm tired.

abusedpixie

𝐀𝐬 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐰𝐡𝐨 𝐡𝐚𝐬 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐬𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐥𝐲 𝐛𝐞𝐞𝐧 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚𝐭 𝐚 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐠 𝐚𝐠𝐞 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐨 𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐥𝐲 𝐚𝐝𝐮𝐥𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐨𝐝, 𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐮𝐦𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐜 𝐜𝐡𝐢𝐥𝐝𝐡𝐨𝐨𝐝, 𝐦𝐢𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐬𝐜𝐡𝐨𝐨𝐥, 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚𝐧 𝐚𝐝𝐨𝐥𝐞𝐬𝐜𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐞, 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚 𝐥𝐢𝐜𝐞𝐧𝐬𝐞, 𝐢𝐧 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐨𝐟 𝐡𝐨𝐬𝐩𝐢𝐭𝐚𝐥𝐬, 𝐢𝐧 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐨𝐟 𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐠𝐫𝐚𝐦𝐬, 𝐠𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡 𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐚𝐩𝐢𝐬𝐭 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐩𝐬𝐲𝐜𝐡𝐢𝐚𝐭𝐫𝐢𝐬𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐈 𝐜𝐚𝐧 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐭 𝐨𝐧 𝐛𝐨𝐭𝐡 𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐟𝐞𝐞𝐭; 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐛𝐩𝐝 (𝐨𝐫 𝐚𝐧𝐲 𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐚𝐥 𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐧𝐞𝐬𝐬 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐦𝐚𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐫 ) 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐫𝐞𝐥𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐩𝐬 𝐢𝐧 𝐠𝐞𝐧𝐞𝐫𝐚𝐥 𝐢𝐬 𝐝𝐢𝐟𝐟𝐢𝐜𝐮𝐥𝐭 𝐚𝐬𝐢𝐝𝐞 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐦 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐟𝐚𝐜𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐢𝐭'𝐬 𝐚𝐥𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐲 𝐝𝐢𝐟𝐟𝐢𝐜𝐮𝐥𝐭. 𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐢𝐧 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐦𝐨𝐧 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐩𝐞𝐨𝐩𝐥𝐞 𝐞𝐱𝐜𝐞𝐩𝐭 𝐦𝐚𝐲𝐛𝐞 𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐮𝐦𝐚. 𝐋𝐢𝐟𝐞 𝐞𝐱𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐞𝐬 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐥𝐢𝐦𝐢𝐭𝐞𝐝. 𝐋𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐬𝐞𝐞𝐦𝐬 𝐮𝐧𝐚𝐜𝐡𝐢𝐞𝐯𝐚𝐛𝐥𝐞. 𝐍𝐨 𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐲 𝐡𝐚𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐩𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐝𝐞𝐚𝐥 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐲𝐨𝐮. 𝐘𝐨𝐮'𝐫𝐞 𝐭𝐨𝐥𝐞𝐫𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐦𝐨𝐬𝐭 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐞...𝐢𝐭'𝐬 𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐟𝐞𝐞𝐥 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐭𝐡𝐲 𝐨𝐟 𝐚𝐧𝐲 𝐬𝐨𝐫𝐭 𝐨𝐟 𝐫𝐞𝐥𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐩 𝐛𝐞𝐜𝐚𝐮𝐬𝐞 𝐨𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐲 𝐠𝐞𝐭 𝐭𝐨 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭𝐬 𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐚𝐫𝐞...𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐲 𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐯𝐞. 𝐀𝐥𝐥 𝐈'𝐯𝐞 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐡𝐚𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐠𝐢𝐯𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐲𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐢𝐬 𝐦𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐢𝐭 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐧𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐞𝐧𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡