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Some say that girls are just trying to seek attention when they say “I’m fat.” or “I’m ugly.” Not all. Some girls actually do see
themselves as fat and ugly. When they go up to the mirror, they see an
overweight version of them when they’re actually extremely beautiful and
perfectly fine. That’s not their fault, and they’re not fishing for
compliments either. Society these days teaches us that we aren’t thin enough, we aren’t
smart enough, we aren’t capable of thinking for ourselves. It teaches us
that marriage is temporary and love is not everlasting anymore. It
tells us you should be dating when you’re 12 and losing your innocence
by 14. It tells us you’re only as pretty as the makeup on your face and
not what you are made of inside. What ever happened to innocence? What
happened to kids being kids and parents teaching kids not to sell
themselves out by the time they reach high school? Who are our examples
on how to live? The 518 couples we see either having a kid at 17 for fun
or getting divorced 72 days after their marriage? What happened to
things being sacred? I just don’t know anymore.I know that I'm mean. I can see the look from others expressing how mean I am towards you but then, do they know what did I go through with you? No, they don't. Remember when I said that I won't hurt anyone like they did to me? I'm slowly turning into someone that I hate. I remember how I used to despise those who hurt me yet I am doing the same right now. What's happening? Do you know what it’s like to cry yourself to sleep every night? To lie in bed for hours just to think about how much of a failure you are, about how you are going no where in the future. Do you know what it’s like to feel so hopeless and hurt you just want to tear off all your skin to release some of that pain? Do you know what it’s like to think of how you would kill yourself every single day? To think of the letters you would write to your friends and family before you go, to think of films you want to finish watching and the food or places you’ve yet to visit or taste, the things you love to do. You know you’d never have a chance to do these things anymore when you’re gone, and you compare these to the pain you’re feeling. Everyday you ask yourself if life is worth living. Everyday you never got a definite answer.