Im sorry that I'll never be good enough. Im sorry that there will always be someone thinner, prettier, nicer... always someone better. I mean look at me, I'm a wreck. I'm covered in scars and who would ever want that?
I feel like tearing myself apart. Im dying. Im wasting my life, Im wasting it bleeding and crying and screaming. This isn't living; I'm only longing for the things I can never have.
Im confused. Im a stupid, useless, fat whore and nobody really cares about me. Fuck, I dont blame them. I hate myself too.