ciinderellla

 Look in the mirror Yup, that's you Everyday I don't know who to feel more sorry for You, or everyone else that happens to look You know yourself better than anyone How many times do you need to fuck up Before you learn? Stop trying to get better You know you're to blame For everything It's all your fault and you know it The lies and mistakes The terrible things that happened That's all on you Feel guilty, terrible, worthless, fucked up Do that, but still know It can't be fixed I hope that makes you feel worse I hope you read this everyday Look at your scars The fat on you And know you deserve it all Today will be a shit day Just like

I hate my writing it's so messy. I hate my scars, I hate my body. I hate my face, my freckles, my nose, my skin. I hate myself and everything I am. I hate when people call my beautiful. I hate compliments. I hate how I can't dress without normally without being afraid of showing scars. I hate how self concise I am of my legs & stomach and the way I walk. I hate how people pretend to care, then when I need them they are too busy to give a shit. I hate knowing I have to look at scars and fat every time I get dressed. I hate cold nights. I hate being alone. I hate myself a little more every time I think 'I wonder what it's like to have frie