In a years time
your life will be completely different,
and that's scary.

You're too good to me
I love you

It's not pretty but I still love it
And maybe someday someone else will too

Not everything is meant to be a statement.

Filled with family and friends
He pointed at me and said
Her, the fat one?

And that's when I realized I'm just fat.
I'm nothing besides this fat body.
I'm nothing.

I don't belong here










I'm not sick.

I'm just going to rest my eyes, forever.

I blame myself for expecting anything.
And I blame myself for crying because I should've known.

Every night I lay awake and play out unrealistic situations in my head
I've built this imaginary world where I live, and love
When in reality I've never lived, and will never love