iHATEbeingsoFAT.
I hate it. I hate going to the mall and looking ugly in clothes. I hate not having self confidence. I hate having to cross my arms or slouch just to look thinner. I hate it I hate it I hate I HATE IT.
And what I hate even more is the fact that IT’S MY OWN FAULT that I’m not skinny. Because you know what? IT’S REALLY NOT THAT HARD TO LOSE WEIGHT. ALL YOU NEED IS SOME GODDAMN SELF RESTRAINT.
I’m going to do it this time. I swear I will.
I am fasting until Monday. From Monday, I will eat no junk food, no sugar, no carbs.
Nobody knows the real me.
Nobody knows how many times I’ve sat in my room and cried, how many times I’ve lost hope, how many times I’ve been let down. Nobody knows how many times I’ve had to hold back the tears, how many times I’ve felt like I’m about to snap but don’t just for the sake of others. Nobody knows the thoughts that go through my head whenever I’m sad, how horrible they truly are. Nobody knows me, and thats what I hate the most.
The number of reblogs on this tells me I am not alone.
