
I’m completely done with being the ‘ugly’ or ‘fat’ friend in my group of friends. I’m done with looking at myself in the mirror and crying. I’m done trying on clothes for hours because I can’t find anything that doesn’t make me self concious. I’m done with looking at skinny girls and seeing how happy they are and getting upset cause that will now be me. I promise that to myself.
(Source: normalpeople-dontlivelikethis)
That drunken words are sober thoughts?
If so, my heart just broke again. In a million pieces.
I shoulda seen the signs.
f.my.life.
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