Does anyone else just kinda want to kill themselves just to see who would actually care? But then you remember if you did that, you’d hurt the few who actually care. So your like… Nah I’ll wait.
Why should i like myself?
If no one else likes me.
I’ll always be the second choice and I hate that about me.

I grab my thigh with both hands
because it is that fat and I
squeeze so hard I leave myself
with temporary fingerprints.

My stomach hangs over and wobbles
when I jump just like
my disgustingly huge thighs.

Don’t even get me started
on my face.
My collar bone doesn’t stick
out enough.
My face isn’t pretty enough,
it isn’t thin enough.

I’m not worth anything.
I’m not perfect.
I need to be perfect.
If I’m not perfect,
I’m nothing.

—  Too Fat For My Image

People always like others better than me. I’m not needed on this planet why the fuck am I here..