I hear your name and I instantly feel sick, I’ve never felt this way before. I’ve fucked up, but so did you. Please forgive me, I need you…
You called me fat when we went out together one time. I hanvt forgoten about that… You said you like collarbones… Collarbones you will get..
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Imagine how much you hate the person you hate the most. Multiply it by 50. Imagine hating yourself that much, all the damn time. It’s like being trapped with the person you hate the most and they’re constantly screaming at you how you’ll never be good enough, you’re fat, you’re ugly, you’re disgusting, no one will ever love you. And you can never escape. Multiply that hatred by 50 again. That’s just barely a start of understanding how much I hate myself
Source: secretly-insecure
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