I hate the way I look.
I hate my hair (too curly, hard to manage, constantly having to get it done).
I hate my skin (eczema, darker).
I hate my lips (not big like everyone else's but not little either, sensitive to lip balm).
I hate my arms (too big).
I hate my face (round and to me; irregular, covered in pimples).
I DESPISE MY NOSE (too big).
And I keep thinking maybe someone else will love my flaws, someone will love my insecurities and treat them as if they are the most beautiful things about me... but they never do instead they go for what i am least insecure about.
my body.
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Words We Said
Short StoryThis is my suicide book 📖, the book where I am going to let every depressing man eating thought into this book that has driven me to become the person I am today!😁 Everything in this book is what I've heard, what I've said, and what they've said a...
